She never needed instructions from me,
My beautiful lady guitar.
Her purpose in life was to set the notes free,
Becoming her own brightest star.
Her magic was heard in her infinite voices,
Pure and clean and true.
Without hesitation she made the best choices,
Our heart and soul friendship grew.
When my hesitations caused audible questions,
She gave us her eloquent best.
My dancing fingers made only suggestions,
Lady guitar did the rest.
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