Some letters bring smiles. Others leave shadows.

In 1971, Doris Day received a strange envelope at her beach home in Carmel. No return address. No name. Inside was a handwritten poem, inked in fading purple:
“Your voice saved my soul. Now I owe you mine.”

She read it many times. Her assistant remembers Doris saying the writer sounded “deeply lost.” Perhaps it was goodbye. Or a quiet cry for help.

Three days later, local headlines reported a missing girl: Theresa H., aged 23, lived just blocks away. She was never found. But her family confirmed the handwriting in her diary matched the poem sent to Doris.

Legendary actress and singer Doris Day dead at 97 - WHYY

Doris never spoke publicly. But she kept the poem in her drawer until her death — alongside photos, and a note:
“Let her be remembered for her words, not how she left.”

No one knows exactly what happened. But someone out there once loved Doris Day’s voice enough to send their soul… and vanish.

Every birthday, Doris would quietly reread the poem — not because it was beautiful, but because it proved her voice once saved someone she never met. She never knew what happened to Theresa. But she never forgot her.