Forgive me now for knocking off these things
As if they didn't count or words were cheap
Our thoughts, by verse, should all be given wings
To testify the heart of all that's deep.
And words should not be hurled aside each day
And neither should they gently be let go
They should be placed deliberate and stay
To echo truths that all the world should know.
But here I am just dropping things in place
And setting down the first that comes to mind
As though no thought had ever crossed my face
Or words had never to me been so kind
But when I've time I know I'll look and see
That every thing is just where it should be.
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