She wrote a song, didn’t think much of it
But her melody reached right to my soul
She sang a song
It sounded like Heaven
But she would keep it to herself
She wrote a song
That could heal the whole wide world’s aching hearts
Could put the divas and the rock stars to shame
A song that reached out and called your name
But no-one knew
She kept her song in a lonely place where
She knew she wouldn’t often visit there
She hid her song, and still she hides it
You can see her joy is fading away
She kept her song, through all the years she could have sung it loud
All the times she couldn’t speak her aching heart
Now she’s crying cos she can’t remember quite how it goes
May all the flowers wither up, the leaves turn brown and die
Before these songs of our hearts, can all be kept inside
© Leesa Briones 2021
I wrote this song as a story about someone who had something beautiful to share, and never did, and waited for so long that she forgot. The greatest regrets in life are often from what we don’t do. Not showing love, or trying our best, or sharing the gifts God has given us. I believe God has given everyone something special – a “God spark” inside of them, to share and bless the world with.
Image credit: Sarah Richter from Pixabay A woman wearing a wedding dress, playing piano at the beach, with a soft yellow sunrise on the horizon.
Leesa K 