The song was simple, her voice sweet;
She sang a song of light.
I carried her sweet melody
With me into the night.
Standing at my window today,
As I watched ceaseless rain,
I realized I still could hear
Her melodic refrain.
It was a gift she gave to me,
A simple gift of song.
A gift I’ll carry in my heart
To light a way that’s long.
I wonder what the song I sing
Leaves in a list’ner’s mind?
Does the lingering melody
Stir angst or something kind?
I must assure that my song leaves
Echoes of joy behind,
That I am touching those I meet
With patience for mankind.
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