Notes About The Poem
Dedicated To My Sister (Angela Dawn Hurtt-Kalanta). Her Eyes Were Donated, After Her Sudden Death. ~Vickie Thayer~
~A Picture Of Angie That She Sent To Me While In Alaska, With Her Son~
I Hear Angela's Song
Beneath the darkness of heavy hearts,
Tears from nowhere weigh me down,
But I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Merry men,
Laughing tongues wagging,
And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Lost memories rush in like tides,
Hands throw roses,
Landing like stones above the ground,
What a mighty sound,
Beyond the dark into the light,
I hear a mighty sound,
Scaring the moon, stars turn off their lights,
And I hear a sound,
Tomorrow appears with a glorious sun,
Mourning is over,
Night has fallen behind my shoulders,
And I hear a sound,
Children are born and some will marry,
I hear a mighty sound,
Clouds carry my burdens while songs fill the air,
Rains quench my thirst with every captured tear,
And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
I can't see you from here,
In the morning's light I have slipped away,
But I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Inside your pain something remains,
A mighty sound, A mighty sound,
I hear shadows fall,
The sea turning black and days turning pale,
And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Blood on my tongue as I kiss death,
I hear everything you say,
I feel your pain,
Your tears heavy and wet,
I can't see,
But I hear a sound,
Inside my heart,
There,
With my last breath,
You'll hear a sound,
It's God's Almighty Sound.
~Vickie Thayer~
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