The Sound of You

The Sound of You

To listen to you sing
Is the sweetest joy
The tone so warm
A new art form
Drawing me up to fly along
As a bird takes to wing.

To listen to your story
Is the sweetest sorrow
Compassion abounds
Meaning compounds
Hope for tomorrow
And a new found glory

To listen to you breathe
Is the sweetest sound
Just to know you are alive
Believe you’ll survive
At peace and well
It puts my soul at ease.

150 150 Stafford Wood
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