The singer sang a soft refrain, <br />standing so still out in the rain. <br />With such emotion she did sing <br />to whom this song, did appertain. <br /> <br />As peaceful as a lullaby, <br />her voice rose up and touched the sky. <br />Gentle on both the heart and mind, <br />like a freed bird, her notes did fly. <br /> <br />Who was she trying to persuade, <br />would she be leaving here dismayed. <br />As over hair and down her coat, <br />water tumbled in a cascade. <br /> <br />Out of the night his voice did sound, <br />as he traversed the sodden ground. <br />With arms outstretched he called her name, <br />and knew that here his bliss he’d found. <br /> <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/out-of-the-night/
