Elderly, Aging Voice Singing
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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A voice, elderly and aging, wavering, pitch going up and down, air not always being there to sing lyrics to.
Yet, she holds the microphone, standing there singing anyway, a lady with an inner strength and courage that cannot be taken from her being.
Quiet and still, her heart being treasured by all those around her, heart open and given freely to all who will listen to the truth of what she's saying, here song being given to others in life.
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