I know his voice absent the depth
Of meaning in English-accent tone
But not the depth of meaning itself
I know his voice soft gentle even
Shall we say fringed with the glow
Of hope and warm caress of kindness
I know love when I hear it
I know my father’s voice
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Kahrmann Blog 
From dawn, dusk and throughout the twighlight whenever I’m in need of comfort I hear the voice of my dearly departed sending loving messages of hope and encouragement.When I am cold and feeling life’s icy chills he sends me warmth and comfort.