Spoken Words
I reach out and take a hand I get a hand shake in return
I smile at someone and like a reflection in a mirror
I get a smile in return
I speak softly to someone and like soft music they speak to me
I hold someone and for a moment the whole world
seems at peace
But if I speak a harsh word to someone it's like a sharp knife
piercing the very soul
Copyright © Oma Bennett | Year Posted 2006
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