Writing - Songs

    Central Park Three

    As I look at you tonight
    sleeping in the soft moonlight
    there is not a word to write
    that could enough describe this sight.

    If you've wondered for so long
    why I never wrote you a song
    no words or tune could be so strong
    so just to try would seem so wrong.

    It's true this means you'll never hear
    sung into your graceful ear
    words from me that hold you dear
    but you have more from me, don't fear,
    'cause I'm with you year after year.

    Written in September, 1999, during a sabbatical in Manhattan. The third of three written on a park bench on the eastern side near 78th Street.

    Copyright Doug Brook. All rights reserved.