The sound of your voice

The joy that you've given me
just by the sound of your voice
a sound heard so long ago
reminds me of my choice

something remembered
something jarred
just like the lyrics
from a medieval bard

rebuilding as friends
is the way to go
I need to remember
just to go slow

rebuilding of my life
needs to come first
I can't sit on my laurels
I need to do this unrehearsed.