Candy Apple Strat...
I can feel a little heat off the amp,
It's like a Christmas bulb in my eyes,
Pretty and hot.
I've waited for years and later finally came,
I can hear it screaming sweet in my head,
Waiting for release.
Slow steady work finally located Rome,
Now for the years to build it,
Not starting a day too late.
I can feel all my legends buzzing under my skin,
If I can play anything they invented I'll be thrilled,
Finding joy in a burst of song.
Glory days don't have to pass you by.
By: Daniel A. Stafford