Caroling Dusk/Your Songs
YOUR SONGS
When first you sang a song to meWith laughter shining from your eyes, You trolled your music liltinglyWith cadences of glad surprise.
In after years I heard you croonIn measures delicately slowOf trees turned silver by the moonAnd nocturnes sprites and lovers know.
And now I cannot hear you sing,But love still holds your melodyFor silence is a sounding thingTo one who listens hungrily.