[Soaring Feather]

A Cry
by Sarah Teasdale

Oh, there are eyes that he can see,
And hands to make his hands rejoice,
But to my lover I must be
Only a voice.

Oh, there are breasts to bear his head,
And lips whereon his lips can lie,
But I must be till I am dead
Only a cry.

[Soaring Feather]

~Celine Dion~ The Power of Love~