Come sit by me
Listen to my story
You will then know
Why , I am the way , I am
Where my strength
Where my laughter
Reside in me
Why , I am so resilient
Why , I want more from life
Why , I am lonely
Why , I still have hope
That in me , I know
I have lived the pain
I learn and grow from it
If , I can still stand up
Then anyone can
With all the struggles
With all the ****
I have had to live with
from birth till now
If , I still breath
If , I still believe
then you can
I can show you
through my story
Can it be
...
© Jennifer L DeLong 2/2021

I hear his sticks beating on this and that
You can hear how good it makes him feel
It is a bond you can not break
                
🥁🥁🥁

This boy now a man
Has his sticks and plays on a kit
It's been his love from womb
                
🥁🥁🥁

The music of his soul
Is played for all
For when he plays
It's then you come to understand
the passion of this man
from pots and pans
to the drums he now beats on
              
🥁🥁🥁

His talent is heard from his hand
With his beating sticks on the drum
It's where he is home on his throne
              
🥁🥁🥁

So play on my drummer son
Your music makes me whole
God  I love your rock and roll
            
  🥁🥁🥁

© Jennifer L DeLong 2/18/2021