I was privileged to hear Peggy's voice on Saturday night.
It was not the strong voice with a musical lilt that I remembered. It was a soft, desperate sounding whisper.
She whispered in a fast monotone sound. While she whispered, there were no breaths that I could detect.
I kept telling her who I was and that I loved her but the whispering never stopped. She never seemed to hear my words.
Was she trying to tell me something? We used to whisper when we were children and the lights had been turned out at night.
Or, if we were in a place where talking was not allowed.
Was she reaching out to me in her whispers? Did I miss something in her soft, rapid words that I needed to hear to help her in some way?
After I hung up the phone a barrage of memories filled my mind.
All the whispering of our life time together came flooding back.
When we were girls we would harmonize while singing songs.
Once a month, we would go to a park near our home and sing for a Senior Citizens group.
We started off our show with a song from Fats Domino called "I'm Walking" and we even added choreography. We always ended our show with a song called "Whispering Hope".
Saturday, while listening to Peggys rapid whispering on the phone, the lyrics of "Whispering Hope" floated back from the stage of Harrison Park where we stood and sang so long ago.
I could hear us singing that song to the people seated in the audience.
I just hope that Peggys whispering yesterday contained the hope of that song.
Here are the words to "Whispering Hope" and I sing them this morning for Peggy.
SOFT AS THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL
BREATHING A LESSON UNHEARD
HOPE WITH A GENTLE PERSUASION
WHISPERS HER COMFORTING WORD
WAIT, TILL THE DARKNESS IS OVER
WAIT, TILL THE TEMPEST IS DONE
HOPE FOR THE SUNSHINE TOMORROW
AFTER THE SHOWER IS GONE.
OH HOW WELCOME THY VOICE
MAKING MY HEART
IN ITS SORROW REJOICE.
IF IN THE DUSK OF THE TWILIGHT
DIM BE THE REGION AFAR
WILL NOT THE DEEPENING DARKNESS
BRIGHTEN THE GLIMMERING STAR?
THEN, WHEN THE NIGHT IS UPON US
WHY SHOULD THE HEART SINK AWAY?
WHEN THE DARK MIDNIGHT IS OVER
WATCH FOR THE BREAKING OF DAY.
OH HOW WELCOME THY VOICE
MAKING MY HEART IN ITS SORROW REJOICE.
After all those years of singing that song with Peggy, I finally understand the message of the song.
Peggy whispered to me yesterday and I remembered the words to a song we sang so many years ago.
A song that made my heavy heart feel lighter after hearing her give me what I needed yesterday....
I Love You Today, Peggy!
It was nice to hear your whispering hope. Thanks!
There is No time like the old time.....
when you and I were young! Oliver Wendell Holmes