THE TROUBADOR'S WOMAN
By Rick Sikes
When I was weary and the road was long
You gave me a song
When I felt I'd traveled my last weary mile
You gave me a smile
When there seemed no tunes left on my old guitar
I needed a melody, there you were
I sang of sorrow and hard times
But, found you easy on my mind
I had done all I could think to do
You gave me ideas fresh and new
I grew restless and unsure
Your understanding made me secure
They say a man's song is his soul
You are the story I have told.....
Let us have a good day today, for we are making memories for the future, carefully and gently to be tucked away."
As
I wrote "Flowers and Stone", memories of the countless hours I rode
beside Rick Sikes up and down the Texas roads to go play his music, came
vividly. It was a lifestyle different than any other, and one that I
fully and completely embraced. When I met Rick, he'd burned out and it
had become mundane and tiresome to play in the honky-tonks night after
night after night. Many times, he'd sit out a complete set never getting
on the stage, although he was the reason the places were packed over
and over again. He'd lost sight of his dream.
It
never once occurred to me that I could be a new fresh inspiration for
him. I was just so enthralled with everything about him and never failed
to tell him how incredibly talented he was.
The poem above, was written several years afterwards, while locked in
prison, but it still gives me great joy to read the words and know that
he wrote those words about me. Me, the little holy-roller girl from the
desert was able to inspire someone like him. How?
The
only answer I have to that question, is "LOVE", pure and simple. Never
think for one minute that you can't inspire another person to follow
their dream because you can, if you truly believe in them and the talent
they have. Don't hesitate to be someone's inspiration!
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