Quietness of Spirit
I suppose I would be considered shy
as I'm pretty reserved with folk
having a stammer effect that reserve
find it even difficult asking for a coke
Outgoing would never describe me
even without my stammer, I'd be reserved
some of us just like being quiet
being extrovert takes a lot of nerve
In my early days of life
walking down any town street
when someone walked my way
I'd cross the road avoiding to meet
It's always so difficult to know
what to say if someone spoke
always safer just to stay quiet
your word choice felt it was so broke
Shyness is so much a silent sound
wishing to speak sometimes or not
so many people are shy at heart
since an early age even as a tot
It really is a quietness of spirit
what makes us so we don't know
but one day all will be revealed
by the one who created the snow!
(I've written this piece on shyness, just some thoughts on what I think it means and my experience of it at various times in my life.)
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