It was a dark and stormy night
Christmas Eve 2005
I duck into The Guitar Gallery
To search for a Taylor 714ce
I'd played many times.
Rosewood back. Spruce on top. Great sound.
And so very kind to an unskilled player like myself!
Earlier that year I'd come across a kid's mini guitar in my half of the stuff.
The rusty, high-action strings tore at my fingers and the tinny sound fit the mood;
Late-40s guy trying to forget all that was good and all that is gone...
Excuse me; where's that 714?
It just sold.
He'd seen me in his shop
Knew I couldn't play
Taking pity on this night of all nights
The young man excused himself from
The customer I just interrupted
And quickly returned with
A Special Edition 414ce
Rosewood and spruce
I find a quiet corner
The happy, sad sad tears.
Wrap it up. Merry Christmas to me.
|My first spring enjoying my Taylor with Riley (RIP)|