I DREAMED I HUGGED JACK HARDY

James Michael Taylor

I DREAMED I HUGGED JACK HARDY

I dreamed I met Jack Hardy.
He was bold but had sensitive hands
With a voice that was tempered by New York City
In his eyes I saw many lands

I dreamed I hugged Jack Hardy
He was thick and soft, like pine
With medium heart girth and so so spring of rib
And not a lotta behind

I dreamed I impressed Jack Hardy
I sang a song and he reached out his hand
When he said he just wanted his capo back
My heart sank like water in sand

But dreams can come true so I’m telling you
Not to shrink in dread
Jack Hardy is human, I’m almost certain
Except for those cat whiskers growing out of the brow on his head