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The din of silence deafens me I need to hear a loving word I need to hear a baby laugh And all the other sounds I've heard For me to be cut off from sound Would seem to me a living death Would smother me like strangling hands Would make me weak and gasp for breath The wailing winter wind that howls The music of the birds in spring The gurgling splash of rippling stream The rustling leaves, the raindrop's ping Are such a very special part Of glorious sounds that fill my life The soothing roll of restless waves Can calm and wash away my strife I pray...don't take away these sounds That are a vital part of me For silence is like loss of sight I need to hear the sounds to see. by © Barbara A. Duits 1999 |