The Melody I Wish I Wrote

In shadows cast by melody, I stand,

A song so pure, so perfect in its theme,

It weaves a tale I wish came from my hand,

But lingers there, a distant, taunting dream.

Jealousy stirs, a flame that's all-consuming,

Why couldn't it have been my mind to write?

This beauty crafted, these lyrics blooming,

A masterpiece embraced by warm spotlight.

Envy creeps, a snake around my heart,

The artist's grace, their talent, skill, and ease,

I wish to claim as mine this wondrous art,

But in its wake, I'm left with disquietude and unease.

Yet, through the green haze, respect does grow,

For here's a voice that's captured something rare,

A sentiment, a feeling I do know,

Crafted with a touch beyond compare.

In quiet awe, I listen once again,

To savor every note, each chosen word,

For though it's not from my own humble pen,

It's still a song that's beautiful, absurd.

I'll strive to reach the heights that they have found,

Inspired by the envy, by the art,

The song I wished was mine will guide the sound,

A challenge, a respect, a brand new start.

© Susie Stiles-Wolf