Poem>"Sweet Song of Youth"
- Quiet night- the recorder plays-
A sweet song I always love to hear.
Crickets chirp-and night is calm,
All I hear is that sweet tune.
It casts memories of love and joy,
tender moments we've shared together.
I almost feel myself dancing again,
floating to the slow paced tune.
The moment could never have been more right.
Our words could never have been more silent.
And yet hearing this I recall each movement we made,
And each heartbeat that sounded;
Another song, another memory.