Our Souls

Let me tell you about her About how I remember A worn-out and frail lady Yet the warmest soul you'd see I've never known her younger And I will always wonder How sickness, loss and war Could shape such loving core It takes a while for kids to sense The words they missed and what they meant Our souls are talking like old friends Now that I've grown to understand Her back was bent, her steps were slow But in her eyes, the love would show Her voice was warm, a soothing sound A gentle presence, all around It takes a while for kids to sense The words they missed and what they meant Our souls are talking like old friends Now that I've grown to understand The little things we enjoyed best Like eating ice cream by buckets Are part of me now forever Can't wait to pass them on later It takes a while for kids to sense The words they missed and what they meant Our souls are talking like old friends Now that I've grown to understand