He is not alone....
Our hopes, our dreams get discarded along the way for what ever reason.... lack of money.... lack of time... lack of support...
This is dedicated to one of my love's dreams.
You see, we got it back for him.
Welcome to our life:
Fine strands of metal sing a mournful blues note
Her shoulders carry the weight of the world,
strong, yet sensual to the touch
Bound by the strength of a master builder
Melodies carried high and low
His romance of the strings begins anew
She awaits his next caress
11 comments:
It is NEVER too late to pursue our dreams. She is beautiful.
Does he give lessons?!?
Good for him.
My husband finally got a cabin getaway for his dream. He can snow mobile and atv to his hearts content on weekends.
I call her his mistress because she is all fun and new and the house here is the old wife who gets little attention. Paint, gutters, yardwork....too busy building an outdoor kitchen for the mistress cabin. Lol.
I hope he has a blast with his guitar. Now does this make you his groupie?
What a beauty! I'll bet he's thrilled!
That is absolutely awesome! Your pictures are gorgeous.
Glad I got to see them via Unknown Mami.
Dream on!
jj
Sweet guitar!!!
Now THAT is beauty. And sensitive beautiful pictures taking me to his special place...
I bet he's thrilled with this - and BTW I *love* that 4th photo with the contrasting black and gold. :)
I love all your pictures. They are a beauty that bringeth beautiful music even in silence.
nice...
Music for the ears, music for the eyes.
This is a beautiful guitar, but I probably would have never given it a second glance were it not for your masterstroke.
My husband is a guitar player, too, but never gave it up. He has...actually I'm not sure how many guitars around the house, as well as basses, keyboards, and various other instruments. Great post!
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