Enchanted

I heard a lovely note One early day in June I listened quietly For sure it had a tune The moment was so brief I hardly knew I heard Was it but a feather The wind had lightly stirred? The sound was as a hymn That wafted on a breeze Enchanted as a child I longed for it to see My footsteps led me on My heart, too, knew the way ‘Twas not so very far Just minutes in a day That found me standing In your garden way Hovering at the flower Just blossoming today –