'when My Voice Becomes Silent'
That day will come
When I can no longer utter my deepest thoughts
When you won't be able to read them either
Life has crept up on us
The rush of life
Became our daily quest
I hope that when my voice becomes silent;
That my actions will verbalize my thoughts
I might not see you everyday
We might not converse everyday
Like in the past
But try not to forget
How I made you feel
In that moment
When the room was overflowing
With faces
And out of the crowd
You only had eyes for me
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2015
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