Pappaw's Banjo Lesson

To be like him, to sing, astound,

I listen to the deep, warm sound

Upon his lap I watch and yearn

I beg him teach me, beg to learn

 

He smiles broadly, laughing low

He takes my hand in his rough own

We strum a note, he taps his toe

In rhythm to the stumbling tune

~ Kristen Delaney, in "Banjo Lesson"

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