LISTEN
Avian trills
tinkling wind chimes
sweet morning church bells
whispers of wind
baby’s little giggles
fog horns’ soft moan
ripping pond
wind jostled branches
your whispered whims
storm gushed waves.
Sounds that tickle the soul
and let it sing.
-Sue Neufarth Howard
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your poem makes my soul sing