Edinburgh Castle and Sir Tom Jones
A Night To Remember
The Summer evening was balmy and bright..
It seemed that the sun would never retreat.
Yet, as it did, What a glorious sight.!
The colourful glow of a warm sky at night.
Slowly the sky would darken until,
The moon and the stars have
Their time to shine, sparkle, twinkle,
On this beautiful , warm Summer night.
10,000 people were sitting outdoors,
Feeling the warmth,.... feeling the breeze.
Whilst watching and waiting as they stared at the stage.
Yes, The stage had been set.
What a drum kit! Impressive.
A line of guitars lay in front.
All of us waiting with baited breath,
For one man to walk on that stage.
A man with a voice that can Boom!
Like a canon.
Yet also can softly, a lullaby sing.
From deep down inside a voice like gravel,
He sings then reaches amazing falsettos.
For so many years we've been entertained.
We've loved this young man who is no longer young.
We didn't expect to still hear
The power and depth of a
Velvet croon from a man who
is now in his 70s.Just as when he was young
His voice booms out as he smiles
and dances from side to side
of the stage. Everyone gets a good look,
Nobody is short-changed .
There was no thinning of voice,
That normally comes with age.
This man is still full of surprises.
Holding the audience in the palm of his hand.
It's not unusual? l think it is!
To have sung for decades and
Still have such a powerful
And beautiful voice.
With his wit between songs and his love of the crowd,
showing through gorgeous grey-blue eyes.
Enjoying his work and thanking his fans
A genuine star,! Appreciating his followers,
Giving his best.... his all.!
The hair may be grey and thinner,
But those kind grey eyes are the same.
I salute you, Sir Tom.!
You're a man of your word,
A man who remembers his roots.
Most of all you've not wasted your gift.
A God-given voice that captured our hearts.
Millions of hearts over decades of years.
I am grateful for that warm, balmy night.
Listening to someone amazing.
Long may we all sing your praises.