Posted on May 12, 2009 by Liz Cosline 2 Comments

Every person has a song

The essence of a person unspoken

It comes through at different times

There are hints along the way

Sometimes it’s in a look

Or gesture

Or sigh

A smile

And a tear

But mostly the songs stay soft

As if unable to show

But the song is the direction

The fullness of life

The call to live meant for each.


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