I've been known to voice my opinion
to hear conflicting voices
to be deaf to the voice of God.
On rare occasion, to cry my voice hoarse
but more likely to laugh it so.
But which voice to follow now?
When the one it most concerns
has no voice in it.
He yells a little neigh as he prances by on his "Beauty Horsie"
He laughs a guttural, bubbly, shrieking joy
He sings he sings
He says, with soft intonation, "My love you Mama".
I've come to know that nothing will take the song in his heart,
but oh, it would break mine to take the songs from his lips "forever".
8/16/2010
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