Words
Words.... they can mean a million things to me
Words can hurt me, can destroy me, can cause me grief and pain
But chosen wisely they can always pick me right back up again
Words.... can make a picture spring to life
Words can haunt me, or inspire me, they can help to ease my pain
For chosen wisely they can always give me sunshine not rain
Words.....can soothe my soul from deep inside
Words can build me, give life meaning, make me want to talk my mind
And chosen wisely they will show me that you're beautiful and kind
Words.... can give me goose bumps on my mind
Words can move me, they can soothe me, they are friends of mine
If chosen wisely they can turn nicely into divine
Words.... can share my hopes and fears with you
Words can speak out, they can be me, show you how I feel inside
When I choose them I don't fight them, I let conscience be my guide
Words.... I want to give you hope and joy
Words can blind me, they can feed me, they can consume me with love
Never ever stop them coming and turning that pigeon into a turtle dove
Copyright © Jane Shields | Year Posted 2017
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