When I Fall In Love...

When I first heard this wondrous song, it set my mind to thinking, For Nat King Cole could do no wrong the way that he was singing… I taped that song that very day and laid upon my bed And played it back, yes, straight away… to think of what was said… The orchestra played perfectly, I laid there mesmerised, As every note flowed over me, I felt as though enticed… And twenty times I listened there… to lyrics soft and low… To sentiments of utmost care that I was meant to know… For unrequited love can't hold the treasures love imparts, The treasures worth much more than gold, compressed within our hearts… That song I sing, yes, even now, though years have come and gone… Because, in truth, I know somehow, it's helped me carry on… Through lonely years and lonesome tears and setbacks great and small… That little song allays my fears… It's sweet and lyrical… I wish that I had penned each line, composed its melody… And with Nat's voice that sounds so fine and means so much to me… Perhaps that's why I write so much, in search of such a quest… To cultivate that human touch that leaves each one impressed… If only God would grant my prayer… to reach such standards, too… Then oh what poems I would share with you and you and you… Denis Martindale April 2020.