“C’mon! C’mon!” she sang.
Spontaneity, not my strong suit,
gently urged me to change my usual tune.
Pursed lips and a kiss ♥ followed by a whistle,
announced the arrival of the Pied Piper ready to pipe,
and a new song was formed the instant I said, “Yes! I will.”
Then night became my day, and my way was clearly directed.