Keep Your Words Sweet Because You Might Have to Eat Them
A Tongue — once loosed — may wander far —
Beyond the Meadow’s gate —
It whispers first — like Clover’s breath —
Then strikes — a cruel Fate —
The Echo knows — what Lips forget —
The Air — remembers all —
And Bitterness — a tardy Guest —
Returns — to one’s own Hall —
So taste thy Thought — before it flies —
Make gentle what you speak —
For Words — once sown — like Seeds — arise —
And bloom — upon the Cheek —
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