YOUR VOICE

In classical song
your voice soared -
a baritone angel
swooping through cathedral arches
wings lit red blue green by glass

your lullaby
lulled a fretful baby to sleep
stroking silken skin
watching eyelids flutter
into baby dreams.

Sometimes you led a Rugby team
in bawdy song
filling a beer-fumed coach
with full-blown sound
or took a karaoke song
to unexpected heights
for sunburned tourists.

And once you recorded
ballads for your love
to keep your voice alive
when you were not.

One tape
is not enough.