Poem called Brother (In Memory of Randy Rhoads)
Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 10:13 pm
Brother
I had looked up to you,
When the times were rough,
Your soul was pure and true,
Even when things got tough,
You are an angel watching over me,
Through the distant land,
darkest of sky and the deepest of sea,
I'll keep on playing my six string,
Through the hours of the day,
To keep your heavenly wing,
I'll forever play...
Simon Fielder
I had looked up to you,
When the times were rough,
Your soul was pure and true,
Even when things got tough,
You are an angel watching over me,
Through the distant land,
darkest of sky and the deepest of sea,
I'll keep on playing my six string,
Through the hours of the day,
To keep your heavenly wing,
I'll forever play...
Simon Fielder