Loving Voices Die Poem by Patti Masterman
Loving Voices Die
Loving voices die-
but first they dwindle
to a whisper;
The fragile throats
go closed,
in their final stricture.
No words to ease
the pain,
that's wrapped up
with a shiver-
And nothing else remain,
As beloved faces wither.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
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4/29/2024 12:55:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You just tell it like it is. And as we live longer we are able to see more and more of 'The Big Picture' Thanks for putting it to paper........ Jim