It was an evening I could never forget
sunset was closing in
the air was fresh
a midsummer breeze
lemonade in hand
watching the Cadillac’s driving by the sidewalk
everywhere people were just enjoying life
I walked towards a gentleman
playing a guitar outside a barber’s shop
I just stood and listened
he played a tune so familiar
yet, I couldn't think what it was
ah yes I've got it
“It’s Now or Never” by Elvis
Just then, the barber shop door swung open
and out he came…
the star of the show
oh yes, it was Elvis Presley
I’m a pretty shy gal, but I screamed at the top of my lungs
my all-time favorite superstar
standing right there in front of me
flustered like a ten year old meeting her idol
I dropped my lemonade all over my sandals
he stared at me, almost as if he knew me
then all of a sudden
he started singing to the music of the guitar
a concert just for me perhaps?
as tears of joy rolled down my face
the song finished and he went on his way
but not before I got a kiss on the cheek and a wink
I stood for a while, reflecting on
how much the lyrics of the song
meant to me at that one single moment
I never did see him again
but each time I hear his song on the radio
I remember that concert
the one just for me
the one dreams are made of.
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Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Well, a gal can dream can't she?
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Love this! Such imagination, Teddy. I do love Elvis too. 🙂
And I also absolutely love the Beatles thank you dear Tom C Dylan. Ps, very gloomy here too. Happy Tuesday. 🤗
Dreams are wonderful things, the fuel of inspiration and drive that leads to accomplishments beyond what is otherwise possible. The are the healing salve for the soul. A wonderful imaginative write. Love Elvis songs and one that left us too soon.
Too true my dear Sorenbarret, thank you so much dear friend. 🌹
WOW, a dream come true. My fav Elvis song, "If I Can Dream". Wonderful write Teddy. 😊👍
Awe thank you so much A.P ❤️❤️❤️❤️
You tell a good yarn, Teddy. As I read with one side of my brain (never quite sure which side) the other was trying to summon dates, your age (your disclosure) and see if.. and then your very last line relieved me...and relief it woz...
Chuckles indeed I was 3 years old when he passed away. I wish he would have kissed me and serenaded me though, thank you dear Dave, nice to share such a space with those who appreciate my scribbles. 🌹
Very creative Teddy, now that would be an experience.
It was (wink) thank you dear Thomas. 🌹
Teddy, you had me 'goin here. I think I'll just believe it, cause it makes me smile all over. I love his ballads, and so do the ladies at the nursing home when we sing them together, we're of that age. Thank you for this beautiful fantasy, or was it?
It was just a dream my dear Bella, a dream come true now it's on paper. I was only 3 years old when Elvis passed away but I've loved his music forever. ❤️ Thank you beautiful Bella.
Dream away Teddy, I am sure that Elvis would kiss you in his dreams as weill.
Andy
https://youtu.be/dsG5I3cuZmE?si=xmb3AMnsAea_Vz5r
Oh Andy 🤣 thank you so much my dear friend. ❤️
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