THE QUIET SINGER
  for Martha Lorin
      from John Frigo

No wide-legged stance,
   No flailing of arms,
      No straining fermatas,
        That plead for applause.
           No, no, that's not you.
You draw us in with your
   Softly sung words that
     Tip-toe their way to the heart
        And finding comfort there, stay
           Long after the song is ended.
Oh, subtle chanteuse
   I cannot deny
      How your songs bring a smile
        How your songs bring a sigh
           Long after the echoes die.

Written by Johnny at session for "Come Walk With Me" at Southport Studios.