Song Bird

Your voice
Casts a certain
Enchantment
Blowing
Into the corners
Of our minds
Like an
Indelible wisp

It’s a
Song that
Sparks a
silly grin
Casting out
Our blues
And making
Us, if only for a
Moment, forget
The weary miles
Walked in
Our shoes,
Life Is new

It’s true
As long
As we
Carry your
Sweet song
In our hearts
The world is
A finer place,
bone china
And delicate lace,
cups always
brimming
With the
Rarest tea.

Leave us lifted
With each note
to savor,
Every phrase
Is a savior
That will whisk
Mundane
Worries away.

~Eric Vance Walton~

This poem is dedicated to Stacey Kent and Jim Tomlinson.

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