I, too, sing America <br />The melody is quiet but still passes my lips <br />I am the elusive ingenue <br />The restless whisper of a wood nymph <br />You can hardly tell I'm there <br />Waiting quietly in my shell <br />For the right moment to emerge.<br /><br />Vaida Marea<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-too-sing-america-inspired-by-langston-hughes/
