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At a distance,I hear the birds rejoice

The choice is mine to hear

Not to fear the sounds

In my head,that will not come unwed.



At a distance,sounds follow me

To see the heavens open

To hear the praise of the wildlife

Sometimes my fears cut like a knife



At a distance is far for me

To hear the sweet sounds of your voice

At a distance gets closer the times I let go

Of the fears that haunt me so long ago.



At a distance,you keep coming to me

I love the way you won't let me go

I love the way you stay and keep me under control.



At a distance is still in my soul

But I have to learn to play my role

To not have you at a distance way down deep

In my soul.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

7-26-03