At the edge of my mind,
there is a song I sing.
A tune I’ve lost,
that flows through me.
I’ve heard it a hundred times,
and known it for a hundred years.
But I can never remember the words,
nor hum the melody.
Always in the background,
something calls to me.
Happy and sad,
it flows so sweet.
Something I wrote,
and something I’ve learned.
It comes to me fast,
and then fades far away.