I want to hear a song
never sung before.
One that has not
ever seen a score.
Let me hear the words
to the tune of leaves
drifting on the breath
of a soft summer breeze.
The hum of water trickling
down a hillside in the park.
I want to hear a song twinkle
like the stars in the dark.
Let me hear the birds
on their symphony's scale
and a dogwood's bloom
take off and sail.
The soft chatter of grass
changing with the wind
and an earthworm heading
back to the dirt again.
The squirrel sings a song
when cracking its nut
while ducks on the lake
leave a wavy rut.
The sounds of her breath
when deep in a sleep
drawing me to occassionally
take a loving peek.
Oh, let me hear that song
never ever sung before.
The one thats heaven writ
and placed on a score.
Del Cano 2007 April
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