A SONG I'VE NEVER HEARD

 

"What," she asked

         her voice low

                in the misty eve

As they stood

         alone together

                close in trailing fog,

"What, my love,

        is the song you sing

                with words I do not know?"

He smiled soft

        and took her hand

                between the two of his.

"It is," he said,

        his eyes grey-green

                in the misted light

"A song I've never heard

        and all I know is that

               I'm singing it for you."

 

 

Jo Anzalone   Nov. 2, 2006

 

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