The Sound

 

 

 

I love the crackling sound of old vinyl records,

the sound of children playing in the park

the sound birds make when spring arrives

and of wind against my window in winter time

I love the sound of the ocean as it sweeps to the shore

 I love the sound of laughter

when I tell a good joke

But most of all I love the sound of your

voice when you tell me you love me,

and I know that you mean it

 

 

Olivia McGuire