this song drifted sweet into my life
as lilac on the breeze of a late spring day
a sweet and beautiful hazel-eyed gift
with languorous lyrics that started soft
like whispers sung secret in your ear
becoming harmony as it came near
blending with my own voice
weaving miracle and magic
pitch perfect across the passing days
paving gold the road ahead
and even dreaded disonance
brings depth to the notes that come
as shadow sharpens surrounding light
that always ends the longest night.