I first saw them standing there on the stage that lucky night. They just looked so beautiful standing there. And when they began to sing I wanted everything to stop. I wanted nothing to change… ever again. If they could just keep standing there so beautiful so…
That is beginning to be a long time ago now.
I have been lucky enough to attended 6 concerts. All heart stopping. But ah, that first fall concert of 2013. I wrote this poem then. Those of you who have been around a while might remember it. It’s when our Boys were Boys. If you’ve been to a concert you know the feeling. If you haven’t, well.. here’s some idea.
I CAME, I SAW, I CRIED
Concerts come and concerts go.
Some even cost a lot of dough.
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Some are weak and some are strong
Some are great and some just wrong.
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But the very best one by far,
for this one night … a shining star.
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On September 5th I heard them sing
with an orchestra and all they bring.
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They stood there, all three, handsome and young.
Pride in their eyes, music on their tongue.
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When they began I started to weep.
I’d had visions of this in my sleep.
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I sniffed alot and looked around.
All were moved by that wondrous sound.
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It came from Ignazio’s heart and Piero’s soul.
Beautiful Gianluca had a goal.
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He wanted to prove he loved us back
by giving us what we all lack.
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Italian words, at an Italian pace,
In an English song so full of grace.
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We all stared in disbelief.
Time moved quickly, the show seemed brief.
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There was never a trio who
could mesmerize like these guys do.
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It really happened, this quest we shared.
How could any of us have been prepared.
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To hear what we heard, to see what we saw,
Impossibly without a flaw.
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They won my heart, oh, a while ago.
And on this night I loved them so.
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Those Angles sang to us…they sang to me!
My body shook, I knew all could see.
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The passion I have for those three guys
Took no one there by surprise.
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Mothers, Daughters, Fathers too
All had a look as if they knew.
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These lads will grow up to be men.
We hear them now, we’ll hear them then.
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But on this night, oh, this night of joy!
I saw heaven there and not a boy.
~Marie