To Karen, singing
J. Duke
Hearing my little Karen sing
is different from anything
that's happened yet to me.
There is no sound that floats on air
with such delight in being there
as her child ecstasy.
I can't hope that the songs I write
will ever be so fresh and bright
as yours, my sweetest child.
But I believe that they shall stem
from roots far deeper since on them
your little songs have smiled.