One night during a full moon a young crooner sang a Sinatra tune He sang it expertly and flawlessly, he got the attention of everyone, but especially noticed by one handsome old gentleman The song transported him to another time and in another land were he took her hand and proposed to the Love of his life to this very same tune in the Month of June He recently had been depressed after having lost is wife in the fall, after tears ran down his face the young Crooner apologized for making him cry The Old man said, Thank You for making me cry you reminded me of the best times in my life with my wife, and that song started it all The young Crooner felt touched and said, I am glad that I say that tune The Old man smiled and said I am glad too!
This poem came to me after I listened to some old songs. Some old singers had incredible voices. I would like to know your favorite ones