Farewell from a Mentor

As the shadows linger, a new light appears, A voice from the past, cutting through the years. B.B. stands smiling, with his guitar in hand, In the glow of the stage, like a ghost in a band. With a wink and a nod, he calls out to Joe, “Let’s light up this night, let the music flow.” With the thrill of the moment, they start to play, A bluesy connection, in a magical place Oh, Joe, can you feel it? The spirits awake, With B.B. beside you, it’s a chance to remake. Playing all night long, just like days of old, In this spectral concert, the stories unfold. The notes start to shimmer, the crowd starts to sway, With every sweet riff, they chase shadows away. B.B.’s voice echoes, like a warm summer breeze, “Let the blues take you higher, let your soul find its ease.” Together they jam, in a harmony rare, With laughter and memories, filling the air. Joe feels the love, from that legendary king, In the heart of the moment, their spirits take wing. Oh, Joe, can you feel it? The spirits awake, With B.B. beside you, it’s a chance to remake. Playing all night long, just like days of old, In this spectral concert, the stories unfold. As the last notes linger, and the night starts to wane, B.B. leans closer, “Don’t forget the name.” With a heartfelt goodbye, he gives Joe a smile, “Keep the blues alive, just play with your style.” As the stage fades away, and the lights start to dim, Joe holds on to the moment, with a heart full of hymn. In the echoes of music, B.B. won’t fade, With the love of the legends, a legacy made. Oh, Joe, can you feel it? The spirits awake, With B.B. beside you, it’s a chance to remake. Playing all night long, just like days of old, In this spectral concert, the stories unfold. So he steps off the stage, with a tear in his eye, Knowing B.B.’s spirit will always fly high. In the heart of the music, their bond will remain, With the ghosts of the legends, forever in the game.