you were a song i could not stop singing
a song so smooth and gentle
it could soothe the most violent of currents
into a peaceful sleep,
it could calm the rage of a storm
and bring it back to a soft drizzle

you had become my favorite song
the one i could sing when i was nervous,
when i was happy or when i was sad,
and everything else in between

but years of singing had left my voice hoarse
i'd open my mouth
to sing the tune that my heart had come to know so well
and found that nothing could come out,
nothing would come out

i fear the worst,
your song had finally died down
the melody had worn out and,
my voice can carry your tune no longer

but my heart still beats to its rhythm
louder than it ever has before,
my heart remembers every note, every rest
and it will continue to sing
my favorite song,

you