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| drawing of Sarah Vaughn |
An infant speaks,
a young girl sighs,
an old man laughs
to hide his cries.
When Sarah sang
her sultry song,
clear blue skies
from now on.
How gentle is the rain
that falls softly on the meadow.
Birds high up in the trees
serenade the flowers with their melodies.
See there beyond the hills
the bright colors of the rainbow,
some magic from above
made this day for us just to fall in love.
©Charles Ghigna
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| Sarah Vaughn, top jazz singer for many decades |
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