He came from the mysterious town,
Disguised in human form, he moved around
Playing the violin that poured 'weird' words
And so, they called him 'The Weird Wordsmith'
Tunes he played, mesmerized the folks
Everyone swayed in his musical air
She sat in corner watched him play
Collected the 'weird' words that fell in her way
They said 'ruht', 'vole', 'nogay', 'ergert'
"Weird!" she said and moved ahead..
He went round and round giving smiles
Caught her arm when she turned to evade
His deep blue eyes took her by surprise
'Hurt', 'love', 'agony' and 'regret'
Those jumbled 'weird' words flashed ahead
Loud and clear, his eyes betrayed his pledge
For once his fake smile didn't reach his eyes
She read his story in that knot of time
Wordsmith was lonely and miserable
But his pride kept his ground stable
He needed someone alike him in his life
Who could fill his day with real smiles
He had walked a million miles
Playing his violin, wearing the smile
In search of the one
Who would hear the silent cry
She held his hand and walked ahead
Locking their fingers, he fell in her step
They walked a mile together in easy silence
Another mile took her words to be said
Miles away he could understand her silence
Years later his tunes were heard echoing from a distance
She still collected those weird words, walking a step behind
but now reading the hidden within the written, with a real smile..
After the Night by Linda Howard
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