If you could never speak again 
No voice to utter the words 
How could you show them love? 
Would you keep a tidy home? 
Bake your promises into homemade pies? 
Stitch a handmade quilt to keep them warm? 
Point out every beautiful sunset for them to see? 
Turn up the radio and dance around the kitchen?
So their heart will be reminded of the melody? 
Love is but a simple word, but a powerful verb
Full of  endless possibilities to be explored 
When silence holds steadfast in the heart 
With a soft glance and hand held to claims 
True endearment can and will beat the odds