Your Voice
Your voice speaks softly to my soul
Together or apart
Your virtue is the gift of love
It heals the wound beneath the scar
Full of God’s most precious gifts
You use them in this world
Your gifts have taken me to places
Since I was a little girl
Your family, one’s around you
In your presence they do find
Total peace and understanding
Your heart is ours
And for all time
Copyright © Amy Bohack | Year Posted 2012
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