Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘Will I ever get to be good as you?’
The little boy watched as his dad strummed
the second generation guitar his father had left him.
‘I used to ask my father that all the time. He’d always say the
same thing, that he didn’t want me to play like him. It’s not about
being as good as anyone, it’s more about discovering the inner workings
of yourself. The music will take you as far as you let it sift into your
fingers.’ Handing the guitar to his son, he smiled as his
father once did. ‘It’ll happen soon enough and
when it does, I can’t wait to be there.’
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Gorgeous and touching Jacob!
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Thank you 🙂
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‘It’s not about being as good as anyone, it’s more about discovering the inner workings of yourself.’ Man, I love your beautiful mind.
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Thank you very much Jac 😀
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Love this. I’m starting lessons next week and after ten weeks they give you a guitar!
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Thanks Rob, I wish you the best of luck. Let us all know how it goes 🙂
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I sure will!
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Marvelous
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Thanks 🙂
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Once again, such a pleasure
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Nice words Jacob you never seem to disappoint.
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Thanks Ali 🙂
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Now, I wanted to say that don’t want to seem rude and burdensome but I will love to be able to contribute to your site. I sent you an email or two regarding it but don’t know if you have read them. You may delete this comment if you want.
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Sorry for the late response, the inbox has received an influx of possible contributions over the past year. It might take a while for me to respond to each one.
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I understand. You may find me on my blog anytime you want a piece from my world. Looking forward to some more inspired words from you, Good Luck!
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😀
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Amazing structure and flow… as always 😛
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Thanks Daniel 😀
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A beautiful poem that conveys an important message about children. It reminds me of a passage in “The Prophet,” by Kahlil Gibran. “Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself… You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.” The music of tomorrow interweaves the past, present, and future possibilities in wondrous, inventive, unique ways.
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That was beautiful, thanks Carol 😀
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and the baton is passed to the next generation..sweet!
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🙂
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At the moment, a smile slow crosses your weathered face,
impressing, as once our own father had hopefully witnessed..
Nicely written dear sir..
chris
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Thanks Chris 🙂
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Mosted kindedly Welcome!
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Brilliant as always
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Thank you 😀
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Loved the sentiments in this one! Dwight
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Thanks Dwight 🙂
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Loved it. I just wrote my first poem. Check it out?
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Thank you 🙂
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No problem! Follow back? 😊
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wow! Loved it.
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Thanks Vikash 🙂
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What makes life worthwhile is the unique touch everyone adds to it
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I wish more parents would say this to their kids and really mean it. ” It’s not about
being as good as anyone, it’s more about discovering the inner workings
of yourself.”
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As do I 🙂
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‘It’ll happen soon enough and when it does, I can’t wait to be there.’ – yeah me too. 🙂 HAHA.
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😀
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So many striving to match up to their idol, whether it’s apparent / a parent or not.
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as a guitarist myself, this one tugged on my heartstrings very tenderly. absolutely love this one!
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Thank you very much 🙂
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I like the plot. A father child bond. You spell magic into the words.
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Thank you 😀
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handing his guitar to his son
How poignant this line was to me this morning.
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Jacob this was brilliant ❤
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Thanks Ibrahim 🙂
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Love the poem.
Am about to give on trying to learn how to play. Maybe am more of a piano person 😂
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Thanks Elysian, I wish you luck 😀
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Beautiful . . .
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Thanks Ankita 🙂
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