My gentle humming belies
the torment in my heart
The low gentle tones
caress my soul
Melodies rise slowly
only to descend quickly
to rest and wait for breath
to power the next phrase
I have this sense that
my child sings through me
sending me her song through
my voice
She uses no words
and sends no message
but there is comfort
in being loved
through sound
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