Goldfinch60

Jazz was Born.

The room was awash,

Awash with people.

They had come to hear,

To hear the band,

And here they were,

Just the three of them.

Only three!

They started and my smile came,

The smile that stayed with me,

With me all the evening.

Their music sent rapture,

Rapture to all.

Their playing enthralled us,

The applause rang out,

Rang out time and time again.

A fourth joined them,

The lady sang the blues,

Her voice so easy on the ear,

No effort did she show.

As with all of them

Playing and singing was their life.

We were amazed,

Where did the time go?

They were walking off stage,

It seemed they had just started,

But no two hours of jazz,

Jazz of the twenties and thirties,

Had transported me back,

Back to that time,

That time when jazz was born.