As a baby
I was so young
So I can't say
what songs were sung
beside my crib
unless I fib
to croon a tune
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2017
Crooned Lullabies
Tag: Song
A Song of Spring
The quiet of
the evening
just got a shove
by those that sing
a love chorus
that’s not for us
Jeepers! Peepers!
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2019
When Irish Eyes
The Irish eyes
are smiling bright
as music flies
into the night
from songs that flow
from fiddle bow
employed with joy
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2018
“Fiddle” image by Barbara A Lane courtesy of pixabay.
