Around us we hear those whom speak,
Words and phrases to others whom will hear.
So many different tones from mouths each day,
Softly spoken or In a deep mean way.
Talking a lot Is a way for some,
Fast and unclear Is another way too.
We hear many voices as we spend our day,
Talking about their lives and crying about their pain.
Voices are heard singing songs,
Which makes us happy and bring our emotions outside.
On the phone there are voices, to us spoken words,
We can’t even see them but still they are heard.
Without voices we will not be heard,
If we are not heard then there Is silence.