My earliest memories of you
are filled with song
a tinkling of notes
and a soft dry voice
Always loving words
from your lips
to my young ears
starving for their nourishing
warmth
Your soft honey love
will stay with me
even as the chimes
ring the last note
I know the lyrics
they are mine now
the lingering melody
stays in the air
I may raise my lips
and wail this night
but tomorrow
I will lift my voice
with the song
you gave to me
1 comment:
and what a lovely song you sing. 'honey love'...ahh.
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