Occasional Voices

Occasional Voices

They are occasional voices
Some songs we hear again,
Mindful in returning leases
With everything they entertain;
All are songs for the pleasure
Giving as much as they can,
To sorrow's countermeasure
And to the end of each span.

Spring and summer are there
With the love inside singing,
Voice that the hearts share
When they're feelings bringing;
Understanding at every time
What it is all in there about,
When tones ascending climb
From occasions and blackout.

Occasional voices we'll hear
When no sounds are skipping,
The sky out there is all clear
With its enchantments gripping;
We have some songs for all
And they come near and deep,
In each palliated shading fall
That is close around to keep.

Life is on an onward mission
To bring fully the peace in,
Thoughtful and with precision
War twilights will take a spin;
All is the same from yesteryear
There isn't reasons for otherwise,
Open your eyes and take care
Besom away the stained lies.