Overheard

Sometimes, especially when I'm alone in the office, I sing or hum.  

Sometimes its louder than I think it is.  

Sometimes people hear.  

Sometimes people listen. 

Sometimes they tell me about it. 

Sometimes, especially when they tell me, my face blushes bright red.  

Sometimes they tell me it sounds beautiful.  

Sometimes they ask me to do it more often.

Sometimes its nice to be overheard. 

And sometimes its nice to be told it.