Little voice

Dear readers,

A little poem for my wife, who is a superstar with a million brilliant talents.

Little voice

Love is a glorious thing,

Especially when I hear my wife sing,

Even in the early hours,

When the dew’s being sucked by the waking flowers,

Even when the song’s a bit daft,

Bringing harmony to regaeton is her craft,

Even when she’s humming notes in the shower making me late for the job,

The curing chords makes the day less of a slog.

Yes, she’s the one who brings a smile to my tiring face,

Knowing her voice is just for me, in our place.

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About Nicholas Rogers

I am an English journalist/copywriter living in Tegucigalpa, Honduras, and I have been here since 2011. I originally came to work with Casa Alianza, which supports street kids and vulnerable youths. I then stayed on, after meeting Pamela Cruz Lozano, who calls me her adopted Catracho. I work freelance journalism and I have my own translation business. Why did I come here? For the challenge, to open my mind and get out of my comfort zone. I love literature and I've written a book with street kids. I write novels, short stories and poetry, all of which you will find on this blog, as well as a lot of information about Honduras. View all posts by Nicholas Rogers

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