Your Voice
Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two and this story:
The sound of your voice is a soothing balm,
That eases my tension and fills me with calm.
Whenever I'm homesick and feel all alone,
It's the sound of your voice that takes me back home,
To a time when my worries were simple and few,
And my problems, then complex, were just something new;
A thing yet untried and so they confounded,
The heart of a youngster still new and ungrounded,
In matters of managing life in extremes,
And if not for you I'd have lost many things.
It's you that has given me courage to try,
And reach out for a goal and never say die,
And though I gain comfort,
And wisdom in years,
It's the sound of your voice,
I still long to hear.
Judy Ball
(Life - Like A Home Needs Love For It's Foundation.)
For I Fancy Another Sad Poem Contest by Constance LaFrance - Aug.15,2011
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