Song unsung

There is a piece I've longed to share, which, up 'til now, I wouldn't dare, where courage pushes fear aside and shackles up my foolish pride... To put to words, as much for me, affection in simplicity, and say those things I wished I could... that chance may now be gone for good. I near succumbed to COVID's wrath; now, barricades deny clear path - a bottleneck for oxygen. So much to tell; where to begin? A battle raged; a drawn-out war that ended with a winning score: I pulled ahead - a blessed reprieve; the reaper's gone; yet, still, I grieve. For scars remain; we coexist. Not given up; I will persist, but dreams? There was one 'mong the few: to hold you close and sing for you... A tune that melds our hearts together, and keeps us warm through stormy weather, a lullaby to ease all fear and let you know how much I care. But vocals won't cooperate; on ev'ry nerve the raucous grates. Those singing days are done, it seems; some visions, sadly, dwell in dreams. If fate insists that I must wait, this voice will ring at Heaven's gate! So, pardon, if I'm way off-tune; at least, at last, Love will shine through!! Jodie 5/23/25