Dance of the Words
They compliment each other,
so proud and yet serene.
They flow like love from a baby to a mother,
And all thats in between.
Out of thin air they fall like rain,
Lean in to hear what they have to say.
Tells the story of love and pain.
They have to come out upon this day.
The feelings are pouring out like water,
Warmth, sorrow, pain, and love,
Its all apart of the beginning, a starter.
Like wings on the proverbial dove.
Why now, I do not know the reasons,
Its just time to give and share,
The dance of the words of seasons,
In the hearts of poets that care.
so proud and yet serene.
They flow like love from a baby to a mother,
And all thats in between.
Out of thin air they fall like rain,
Lean in to hear what they have to say.
Tells the story of love and pain.
They have to come out upon this day.
The feelings are pouring out like water,
Warmth, sorrow, pain, and love,
Its all apart of the beginning, a starter.
Like wings on the proverbial dove.
Why now, I do not know the reasons,
Its just time to give and share,
The dance of the words of seasons,
In the hearts of poets that care.
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