voice – Colleen Keller Breuning

Whistle of the Train

Whistle of the Train I can hear your voice calling me,a gentle breeze across the sea,in the mourning dove’s sad refrain,with every whistle of the train. As tracks of hot tears stain my face,my heart longs for your warm embrace,a balm that soothes this endless painwith every whistle of the train. The candlewick is burningContinue reading “Whistle of the Train”

Misty Eyes

Misty Eyes Little voices call out so sweet,Pitter patter of tiny feet.Smiles that light my indigo skiesAs tears of love sting misty eyes. Finger painted hands, work of art,Silly giggles that steal my heart.Moments cherished with each sunrise,As tears of love sting misty eyes. I sing their favorite nursery rhyme.Too soon, I’m running out ofContinue reading “Misty Eyes”