The Maestro

The Maestro wrote a song
He was sitting on a swing
When he wrote a song
The maestro wrote me a song
About love
On a paper he kept
From 1973
The maestro wrote a song
In the project
He wrote about love
It was very long
He was going to bring it to me
So I can play it on my guitar
While he sits near fireplace
I still smile
That the maestro wrote for me
On a piece he kept from ‘73
Though I didn’t get the song
I was told he had it in his palm
When he slumped in the project
And it had love in it
And my name on it


Gbenga Afolabi (c) 2008-05-22