Passing Along a Song

A sweet song, carried on a breeze,
Floating through the air,
Whispering lightly through the trees,
Seemed to be everywhere,
Falling lightly on my ear,
Such a pleasant thing to hear!

The beauty of this melody,
Drifting across my mind,
Bringing a sense of tranquility,
A peace I’d longed to find,
I shared by humming through the day,
As it continued on its way.

Someone having a problem or two,
As I was passing by,
Heard the melody coming through,
And gave a contented sigh,
As the song I carried on its way
Helped brighten up another’s day.

© Connie Arnold, 2008