Sherri Whiteford Poet Sonnet

His Song of Words

His Song Of Words

There once was a man that told many stories and then declare how he could believe
In his back yard was a golden view of his fountain of garden well round
He often thought he'd heard a typical sound of a woman's voice of Eve
Then he had wanted to find a fountain of youth quite so profound.

Could this lead to all the sounds he had heard from the beautiful birds
So softly and lyrical like an elegant angelic voice dreamily and soft 
These songs were sung like an angelic musical well themed of words.
With an echo of a fluttering of wings which carried laughter quite aloft.

That song could even have been soft spoken words which could have crossed
That could carry a tune so wide and distant for this was his own song,
Now this was known as a prolific of words so sweet and quite long.
This lyric could be heard from east to west that could never be lost.

This song was written for the soft-spoken woman named Eve
Now listen here now, I want all the people on earth to believe.

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