Poetry Prompt Challenge Book

John Lennon

He made the music sing,
hands playing on the string.
Of four he was but one,
without him they were done.
Magical of mind,
he was a unique find.
He left them 'for he died,
so much music left untried.
They say his wife was why they split,
I feel that's just bull-headed.
He died a pointless death,
without him we're bereft.

12 lines
Word count 115

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Week # 49

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