The Cant

Have you noticed

a simple remark

can be

a magical thing?

When I hear

particular words

my heart goes into a spin.

I used to hear them

so often –

those ones in

my wondrous phrase.

When I think of them now

I see deep in my mind

picture-memories

of wonderful days.

I don’t hear my phrase now

from others.

These days it sounds

most in my soul.

But when films in my head

bring back old days,

that expression

echoes deep and low

and there are let loose

reels of essences

of times that won’t

come again.

Then way down

in my heart

that song

weaves its charms

and draws memories

of my two gems.

And those memories

are laden with sadness

simultaneously

exploding with joys.

What cant evokes past times

so bittersweet?

“Here comes Judy