The Minstral
The Minstral
The music flows from a quill and harp,
The essence of a soul revealed,
He grieves with the tune he is strumming,
But the music is his shield.
A common lad with a song so sad,
Of a truly fatal life,
With no blood line to claim,
Nor favor to save them,
Their lives ever filled with strife!
Written 1992
By Rocky Theberge
The music flows from a quill and harp,
The essence of a soul revealed,
He grieves with the tune he is strumming,
But the music is his shield.
A common lad with a song so sad,
Of a truly fatal life,
With no blood line to claim,
Nor favor to save them,
Their lives ever filled with strife!
Written 1992
By Rocky Theberge
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