Soft words & harsh feelings…

I cannot this night get away from these writes,

The power of the pen in my hand does make me see lights,

Though in reality I do not use a pen or pencil,

My keyboard, my computer, my screen does make me here linger…

When one does use soft words,

He is nothing if for the birds,

If he should have harsh feelings,

In his head he may be really reeling…

Screwing around does everyday abound,

Brewing on the ground is in everyway unsound,

Do I make any sense, my mind of thoughts all a jumble,

I may do better when I allow myself to do no more than mumble,

I will always be at your service, your servant savant most humble…

        © ed ~ 1/30/05