Once upon a time
A story sang to me
A glimmer
Of a whisper
In the back of my mind
I thought it was a musical
For I write music
And yet it was a story
About books
And so I stopped writing songs
I had to consider
Was it a novel?
I started
To story-map it
Amazed to see
Now it looked
Like a children’s book
Twenty years later
I still haven’t written
It still sings to me
In the back of my mind