Words
Talking, that is something
We take for granted.
Every day, all day long
Constantly we communicate.
To express feelings,
To make others laugh.
Using it to yell,
To say fowl words
Or when telling someone "be quite".
Imagine a world
WIth limited words,
Where once at our limit
We'd be speechless
For the remainder of that day.
Would we stop, and think
Before we spoke?
Would we say something meaningful
Instead of babble?
What a world
This would be,
If every word we spoke
Had a profound meaning,
A valuable purpose.
What a differnce
Just a few words could produce.
Copyright © Susanna Cooper | Year Posted 2009
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