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'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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Vegter Papyrus Date: 9/12/2018 5:45:00 PM Powerful. Two people totally involved. I love the set up and ending on each stanza. Thisone aloud, slow and in tune with every word...is hard and beautiful! You did this!!! : ) Login to Reply Vegter Papyrus Date: 9/12/2018 5:51:00 PM If someone was standing there telling you this, you would know that their soul is talking.

Kabuteng P.Ink K. Date: 9/5/2015 10:48:00 AM Oh my golly-- this really gripped me, Missy-- I love those lines: "I hope that when my voice becomes silent; That my actions will verbalize my thoughts " -- very kidnappable lines! You truly do write gems that stay with you, those that make you ponder in a good way. Thank you for writing the way you do! Hope your weekend's good! mwahugs! Login to Reply

Eileen Manassian Date: 8/18/2015 7:18:00 AM OH OH OH OH!!!!!! I love this piece....What a beautiful write this is, my dear. You just keep going to that blazing finale. Loved it. :) I'm going to fav it. Login to Reply

James Peranteau Date: 8/17/2015 11:04:00 PM I hope that your Free Verse is fixed on one particular pnuema dear poet, cause when I come-a-knocking at your poetic muses door, I sure hope that you are answering it ! *smiles* Loved your write here Wilma...missed ya...let me read some others while I'm peeking in yer vindow! Have a blessed week dear friend....much love, james Login to Reply

Ian Jones Date: 8/16/2015 2:47:00 PM Liked this a lot. The clock only ticks one way we must live and love every minute and leave the negatives to others. I loved the eyes across the room reference and when that continues whether you're alone together or in a crowd it is magical. I may be speaking out of turn but I think we all want to be the one and only for somebody. Kind regards, Ian Login to Reply