When She Sings

When She Sings

She sounds like a frog when she sings,
but I haven’t the heart to tell her.
She’s been singing since she was only two,
even then she couldn’t carry a tune.
She would invite me to all the concerts.
Yet she didn’t see the earplugs that I shoved in before the first song.

Even her parents will cringe at her voice.
But when asked how it was they nod and smile.
They have tried to spark her interest in other things,
like painting, baking, or the softball team.

She says that singing is her dream,
and that she will do anything to make it come true.
But she sounds like a frog when she sings,
and I haven’t the heart to tell her.