Words
Words
by susan q. miller © 2013
Words are a vapor that lingers
hanging upon the heart
As weapons---chains
or
As healing hands, reaching out, holding on.
Words,
a doorway, a window,
A wall, a barricade.
No entry or welcome
they say.
Long after the sound of the words are dim,
their meaning echos,
Over and over they echo.
Copyright © Susan Q Miller | Year Posted 2019
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