I Love a Man Who Whistles

by Jerry Ratch

“Hey! You can't be

whistling on Greyhound,”

the bus driver said,

looking up

in the rearview mirror.


And another time

in my freshman dorms,

someone shouted:

“Hey, cut out that infernal whistling

all the time!”


But then I remember one time

out of nowhere at a café,

a woman came up to me and said,

“I love a man who whistles.”

And this made my life complete.