Since you told me about your earworm
Such an awful image conjured up
The word attached itself to my tune
Making me conscious of the one I have
Notes heard each step or each bite or just resting
The more it repeats the more it takes hold
A neural pathway well worn from frequent use
A brain signal with a life of its own
You may be able to overwrite the music
Replacing one song with another
But for me that is a temporary measure
And soon what I hear reverts to form
I know now I first heard it when I was ten
The year a certain movie musical played
Something I discovered this week
Curious to track down the date
I could do worse than this song
Etched in memory while sitting next to my mother
Watching the big screen matinee show
Rather amazed now that I retained the refrain
In this story I can see her expression
Listening to the sweet romantic verse
I give to you and you give to me
True love true love
She enjoyed going to see love stories
And I enjoyed my alone time with her
Learning the theme song melodies
Sensing her unexpressed sadness
