Her Voice


her voiceLoving words dictate the days
of the rhythm and of its ways
sweet it rests and surely stays
until love’s portent softly plays.

A  quiet sound can seem loud
loosens my lonely sullen crowd
from a mind which can be proud
renews a hope shreds a shroud.

In this park sweet children run
playing at games and having fun
shout and laugh under the sun
joyous loving this day is won.

Her voice soft such joyful things
buries dead all my sullen kings
to my heart to my soul it sings
such revelry to me she brings.

5 comments on “Her Voice”

I Would Love Your Thoughts!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s