The Song Babbler

She always seemed to have
A song in her heart,
And a tune pumping
Through her veins.
She would be sitting there
All nice and quiet,
Then suddenly burst into song.
She must have known
A thousand popular tunes,
And I would listen in awe
To the beauty of her voice
Each time she began to sing,
But almost as soon
As she started,
She would stop
Embarrassed that she
Had made a sound.
Her brothers and sisters
Used to tease her
Every time she tried to sing,
And convinced her
She had a terrible voice.
Though she always had a song
On the tip of her tongue,
She was forever afraid
To let it out.