WHEN YOU SING
When you sing
I hear you singing
young
shock of yellowish hair
glasses askew
thin wiry frame
hazel-blue eyes
sweet with love
voice true
smile
all for me
all for song
besides
your heart
your body
your laugh
your words
your love
your spirit
I have always
missed
your song
your fingers flying
on the banjo
nimble
full of fun
your music
I was so
proud
to share in
my music man
my music man
When you sing
I start to cry
for all I lost
I weep
to be honest
hard
like
the saddest song
you could sing
I want you
to sing me
a love song
make it so true
it will take away
all the pain
of all those years
I never sang with you
tho I sang
Denny's Song
almost
every day
of my whole life
that song
carried all my tears
straight into tonight
while I write
this poem
crying
for all the lost songs
all the lost years
wishing
with such hope
for all the songs to come
in your arms
while I listen
proud
to sing along
again
again
when
you
sing
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