Sing
I just want the voice that comes
out of my mouth to match
the voice I hear in my head.
Just let me soar to the heights
like Julie Andrews, sink down low
like Lena Horne’s Stormy Weather.
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Yes! You choose your idols wisely ❤️
Keep singing in that head of yours…
Yes!!!
So relateable!!! And with age, my range and vocal quality have slipped away. I shall stick with the voice in my head — I can be Linda Ronstadt or Rene Fleming. I can blend with the unique harmonies of The Watersons.
Short, sweet, and definitely on point. Thank you for this poem.