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by Mark Maxey


amidst the records in my family are...
daddy sang bass
and my daddy frank played the guitar
my sister was not a flower on the wall
and I know my mamma tried
but I just wanted to play
with Puff the magic dragon

you see we didn't have much
but our music held us together
through the pain and the fights
not much for us to hang on to
but the music we had...made us one

my daddy always said "if I had a hammer"
he could fix all the problems
when I was sad my sister cheered me up
she would just send in the clowns
my brother was a piano man
who could gather us around for a family sing along
but for me
I was always just a daydream believer

when my grandmother died
I wondered if the circle would be unbroken
you see it left my granddad a solitary man
I was just stuck in Folsom Prison
wishing I was wasted again in Margarittaville
it was just like sunday morning coming down

you see on our farm
we worked hard
together we made it
our music just made it easier

02/05/2007

Posted on 02/05/2007
Copyright © 2024 Mark Maxey

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/05/07 at 08:19 PM

I enjoyed this - nice nostalgia to it with your own personal bent, and the ending stanza is what it's all about.

Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 02/06/07 at 01:59 AM

finally! a poem making literary references that i actually know! music is the glue that held my family together too...still does.

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