I whistled well when I was young-
An artifice of breath and tongue.
It ruffled almost everyone,
Save you, my funny shadow.
I met you in the grocery aisle
Unwitting of your secret smile
I hummed a tuneful ditty while
I squeezed an avocado.
Funny- how you had the nerve
So forward, and without reserve,
And scant I felt did I deserve
Your words of inspiration.
You asked me “Can you whistle too,
Or sing a silly song or two?”
And, blushing as I said, “I do”,
I paused, in hesitation.
And so, you said “Not many men
Can pull it off like that”, and then
You walked away, and that was when
You turned around, still smiling.
So, blushing still, I hoped that we
By happy Serendipity
Might meet again, for so you see-
Your smile is so beguiling.
Aremyfeetofftheground 