By Andrew R. Duckworth

Photo and editing by Andrew R. Duckworth
Play that trumpet, pops.
Charisma knows your name well.
Open those raspy pipes and sing us into a wonderful world.
That star shows your raising and now you are a star.
Sing those tunes to the heavens,
Play us a tune for the day.
God knows how you do it on that stage.
Those bonds you made were cherished in good time,
And we could sure use one of those trumpet heavy tunes.
Play us through the night, pops,
Play us into tomorrow.
We have all the time in the world to listen.

Louis Armstrong was one of my favorite musicians and singers. I’ve referenced a few of his songs in the poem. I feel like we’re missing that sort of music nowadays.

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