What fills our
bellies, all our lives,
Are words
we hear each day...
Some are ignored
and tossed aside,
While some we
tuck away.
The building
blocks that we all use,
To let
our feelings be known...
For
communicating all we think,
A response
to what we're shown.
A weapon too,
that we've all used,
Deliberate and
by choice...
Delivered in a
hurtful way,
In loud and
screaming voice.
Yet words we
use to give support,
To heal hurt and
ease pain...
Are special
words that mean so much,
With no intent
for gain.
Words given
from within our heart,
That we are glad
to share...
As we
pick and choose the certain
ones,
That show we
truly care.
Those are the
words that shape each one,
From all the
words we know...
That do the most
to nurture us,
Our character to
grow.
©
06/02/09 Loree (Mason) O'Neil
Midi playing is: You Gave Me A
Mountain
