Sing your own song....

[L. Love]

She stood by the window
She sang out to the wind,
a breeze catching the notes.
"You cannot sing, you have all the words wrong" 
the woman told her.
"But I must, I have been told to.
It is not the words 
but the intention that counts".
"Who told you?" said the woman...
"My own voice said so.
And my voice belongs to all."
She stood by the open window
and sang the song 
she felt was the song to sing.
The snow fell and the wind blew
taking the words she sang.
Her heart was full and she sang.

 

[L. Love]

Thank you dearest....from my heart :)