Brynn

I have a neice, so sweet and so small.

She can't hear the world yet,

but one day she will.

What would it be like,

to not hear the world?

No vulgar and vain sounds,

no crudeness or lightness.

I bet that she does hear

the most precious of all,

the sweet little whisper

of the Lord, "I love you."

I want to be more like Brynn

and stop listening to the world,

instead I want to listen,

to the sweet simple whispers.