I didn’t know she loved to sing,
Or what feelings it would bring.
Her performance came out of the blue:
It wasn’t planned – it was impromptu.
A pretty lass, with her hair tied back,
She sat with a guitar upon her lap.
Her melodious voice filled the air,
As, with us, a song she shared.
Inside of me, emotions were stirred,
As I stood and listened to the words.
I hadn’t considered what talents lurked
Inside this young woman outside of work.
I, myself, was in quite a rush,
But the sound I heard was really lush;
So I stood and listened for a while.
Upon my lips, there played a smile.
I stood there rooted to the spot -
The passing time, my mind forgot.
By her talent, I was astounded.
By sweet music, I was surrounded.
Our secret songbird sang loud and clear;
The experience almost moved me to tears.
Someone nearby threw open the window,
And suddenly her sweet voice ceased to flow.
A very nice poem Angela. There is a music album entitled 'Songbird'. It's by a female guitarist / singer who you may like. She sings 'Somewhere over the rainbow' particularly beautifully. Have a listen on Youtube.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quaint moments like this don't come often enough, but are so enjoyable when they do. Nice recollection.