Clyde A. Beakley
Word Wonder - Poem by Clyde A. Beakley
How like swallows in the morning
Feeding swiftly in the sunlight
Comes word music to my
May I catch it in its coming
In the dawning's early burning
When all nature's humming.
In my striving to secure them.
Words of magic slip away;
Melodies I hear dissolve in air
Could I somehow immune them,
I would give them without care
To all who would endure them.
Could I somehow catch
Of these words of Heaven's
Melodies that fade in airing,
Could I take these bright
I would sing them to world, caring
Only for the joy of bringing.
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