Filled Inside With Words
I am filled inside with words
That are trying to get out
Like an errant flock of birds
I fly about and shout
Let out what you can
Do not fill so much you burst
Even make another plan
You will not be the first
Words are our expressions
To show what we will do
Always make good impressions
To show that you are true
Say what you can say
Do not hold it in
To find another way
Is anything but sin
My word is my bond
Am I telling the truth
I would never abscond
That would be so uncouth
Are you liking my words
Or even hating my text
With the fluttering of birds
Am I really so vexed
The words drawn from my mind
Siphoned out just for you
Some words leave me blind
And feeling quite blue
My words make me happy
Smiling large for the day
Yes I do things quite snappy
So I can go out and play
My words can say bye
Even saying hello
And I don’t to try
What say will bellow
Copyright © John Bernard | Year Posted 2011
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