Clifford Paris, Sr.


Watersound

Imagine If I could put you in a word.
The sound of it, almost as beautiful as your name.
When your word was spoken, we could feel your presence,
your emotion.

A thousand times a day you could appear
And everyone could hear.

We would have the sense that you were close. The word even sounds warm and, as solid as I stand here, we would have instant company and we could have coffee.

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