Why do You do That?
Why do you sing the way you do?
It must be that God gifted you!
I love your voice racing through the air.
Your song and you make a pair.
Your notes flow evenly so.
You hit the high notes then the low.
You don't care much about the others.
You just want to sing just rather.
Why do you sing the you do?
It must be that God gifted you!
Your voice today so loving
Like a white dove cooing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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