I wish I could write the musical notes. I was humming and these are the words that came into my mind. It was a reverent melody.
I hum the songs I cannot sing
The peace and comfort they do bring
Sometimes I’m happy
Sometimes I’m sad
-but- praises to God
make me glad
Solemn tunes seem sad
yet joy beneath the clouds
sorrow at this world bound
release my soul to thee
look to the sky,
rejoice
no wonder why,
rejoice
fullness of days
come what may
I thank thee, Father
for each day
this is me…I want to say about 7yrs old. I think we were in Oregon but it wasn’t written on the back of the photograph, it might have been in Utah or Wyoming. My dad, George Bartlett took the photo.
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