Wednesday, June 6, 2018

The voice


     She loved to sing, she said it helped her feel good about herself. Our house was always filled with her angelic voice and without it home was just a house. As a child I learned to love the songs and most got planted firmly in my memory. When she passed a part of my world was silenced. I felt a loss, a void I never thought I could fill. As a young man I discovered my own voice and often sang the songs she once did bringing back my memories and the great love I had for her. Now in my golden years I still find the words and the melodies, some a bit forgotten but all a beautiful blessing of song and love from the lady with the angelic voice

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