playing music to me

One night when i wasn;t
doing anything
A friend came calling
on my phone

He told me he wanted
to play on his guitar
for me
And he played quite a
few well known songs
Down the phone

I listened to him
and he talked me

through each one
and he sang as well
his voice suiting the
songs he is singing

Oh then he told me
he wrote a song himself
Told me to listen to it so he sang
this to me, it was a
beautifu song

I didn;t mind him
singing to me because
it passed the passed the time

and he gave me
inspiration to write this poem
down while he was on the phone