Music Man

When our paths crossed..

And swiftly looked at each other

I was captivated by your eyes

Then I heard you sing

I was mesmerized by your golden voice.


Then as I sat behind you every week,images (2)

I realized it wasn’t  your voice,

I mis-matched the voice with your charming face.

But then again, as I listened

I was still mesmerized by your melodic voice.


imagesAs I sat behind you,

I thought to myself,

I won’t be seeing you until next year.

I wish I could’ve known you, met you,

or at least  know your name,

after all the encounters we’ve had.

Music ManI’ll miss you for now,

My Music Man.







Written by ©Anj Atutubo June 23,2014


Thank you sa internet / for the pictures.

Thank you to the mystery man  of the 1030am choir: you are the inspiration for this poem.







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