Your shadow on the sidewalk before you
making you larger than your life.
Six strings plucked by spindly fingers
creating rhythm and harmony.
A forgotten art that you remember
your case open at your feet
gathering coins and a few bills
I look at you inspired.
I spoke with you briefly
one artist to another
and thanked you for preserving
an art form within art
most are too busy to remember
but not you
and the Gods gave you a gift
that you see fit to give freely...
with only a hint of starvation.
I dropped my donation and wished you well...
but you stopped me
and asked me if I wished a song...
and you chose for me
The *Stairway To Heaven.*
You may never remember me
but I can never forget you.
Thank you for singing for your supper.
~Kory~
06/09/07
