My Words

Oct 11

I’m grateful for the words I have

The ones that heal wounds whether bleeding or dormant

For lines and phrases, that sing of love between two fools

The silly words that bring smiles to all our faces

I’m lucky to have them all

On the tip of my tongue

And the tip of my pen

They are the friends you find in the lowest of places

They understand the true meaning behind the words I share

I wouldn’t know what to do without my words

They are part of me

We Played In The Rain