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Silenced Night

Eleven years plus some was I
when first they called my name,
to sing with others in the show.
No thank you, just the same.

I was given to know quite promptly,
that options were not mine.
Not only would I learn the words,
but sing for party time..

So proud I would fly solo.
Silent Night, I was to sing.
My voice claimed the high pitch,
all others were too low.

Practice began with the fall,
two times a week at least.
Such a warbler I soon became.
Special me, then grew so tall.

The star I was just fit so well,
the attention so sublime,
I felt the stage was mine alone,
so, how was I to tell?

Three days before the grand event,
disaster would sure begin
with disappearance of my voice,
I knew not where it went.

Deposed I was from center stage,
direct to a row in back
and. . .I was then abruptly told
a girl would sing of Silent Night,
since my marbles came of age.