Harry

He takes the guitar
Into his grasp
Places the strap
Over his shoulder
Finding the right fret
He cradles the neck
Gently beginning to strum
He plays the chords
And hums along
Letting the notes
Drift around his head
He is transformed
By the music
To a place of calm
And inner peace
Filled with hope
It washes away
The stress of the day
And leaves him feeling
Like he could be
A star…