The Gift Of Song Poem by Lotlot Diaz

While walking thru the woods,
I enjoy the coolness of summer breeze.
but from nowhere
I suddenly heard a melody,
the most sweet of all and lovely
that made me stop beneath the trees.

It pierced thru the air of mountain,
reverberating loud and clear,
and in my ear it is so entrancing
that made me think of someone dear.

the bird whos heart is pouring
to me its like a ghost
cause in my searching eyes
it is hidden.
but I know the song will ne'er depart from me.

I may pretend to be a bard
but I can't sing a sweeter song
than the one I heard from that tiny bird.
that blest by the god with the gift of song.