Lullaby To Tears

She hears my voice when I cannot speak

And touches my soul though she’s miles away.

She’s a dreamer and a schemer

And my one last chance redeemer.

She turns my endless toil into play.

Her smile is the sun that warms my heart.

Her tears are the rain that cools my need.

Her voice is the breeze that soothes my soul.

Her eyes cut the mist that hide my fears.

Her touch is a lullaby to my tears.