A Gentle Humming Note

Your sweet note asking if I wanted to sing made my heart flutter with a shy kind of excitement. I quietly padded back inside from the garden and peeked around the armchair toward the wooden stand where an acoustic guitar was resting. I stepped softly onto the carpet and reached up with both hands, gently tapping the thickest brass string with my soft fingertip. A deep, warm hum immediately rippled into the quiet air, tickling my hands with tiny vibrations. I leaned close to the hollow soundhole and let out a gentle, matching hum of my own. Hearing my small whisper weave into the fading acoustic echo made me feel brave enough to try a little tune with you.