Lost and Found

Be quiet quiet quiet Yes quiet as a mouse It's nobody else's business What goes on inside our house We like our big little secrets All disguised in pretty bows These things are just between us It's best that know one knows! The little girl she listened Held that burden of belief Pretended with eyes of happy But inside she held her grief Losing her voice to a sorrow That she wasn't able to show Inside a numb numbing awareness and no safe place that she could go The little girl she kept on being quiet Until one day it became worse than weird She tried so very very hard to speak But her voice had completely disappeared She traveled to places of shadow and light Knowing it was important to have a choice Where oh where could ever it be She prayed God please reveal my voice Time and Love became the revealers God taught her it was okay to cry A found voice no longer lost in a whisper On notes of speech she learned how to fly She knows nothing never and no way Should those big little secrets be kept A little girl transformed into a woman No longer locked in a place of regret Within bright light this woman is shining She is no longer, afraid to be seen With truthful words, she reveals her story and lets others know where she's been Her loving spirit becomes a true witness With contemplation we take them to heart Together we can celebrate her freedom By accepting her gift of voice filled art! Dedicated to the girl who lost her voice, and the woman who found it.