A Letter From The Unspoken To Whom It May Concern

"A Letter From The Unspoken To Whom It May Concern"

To Whom It May Concern:

I've thought, thought, and thought of how to hide my identity,
But I just won't say my name.

Yours brings the light that I need,
To break the clouds overhead,
And the warmth to dissolve,
The puddles on my pavement.

The power held only by your stare,
Collapses the beams of my bridge,
Left to float solely in the depths,
Of your brown ocean's mist.

Your sound is, to me, without doubt,
A chorus of Angels singing song,
Although your wings are not seen,
They've carried you all along.

You may not know who you are,
But rest assure I won't forget,
As long as I continue to hear your song,
My heart lives in content.

Always,
The Unspoken

(c)2006 Joe Ruggiero