"Flight of the Word"
flight of the word
at a desperate pace
wanting to be heard
entering the race
getting to hot
running at will
finding no spot
not being still
looking for line
wanting a verse
a poem of any kind
nothing is worst
just a lost word
who needs so badly
space to be heard
taking it gladly
never lose heart
words are needed
for lines to start
in a garden seeded
words put in soil
to patiently grow
their place to toil
is all they know
your mother's words touch my heart...thank you for continuing to share them...and please thank her for sharing them as well
ReplyDeleteI just forwarded your note. Thanks for writing, and reading.
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