Words

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Words

are

music.

 

Words

mark long the tempo

hasten the pace

smolder the passion

lengthen the peace

steady the pause.

 

Words

sing loudly

mark whimsy

strut merry

stomp hard

celebrate wildly

the glory of living.

 

Words

whistle

smirk

groan

swirl

twirl and spin

when life laughs loud

with skirt spins across our plans.

 

Words

partner

dance and sway

hold tight the sorrows

deepen our joys

define the in betweens

that we may

rest and reach and grasp

and hum

and then

write once more.

Amy's Sunflower in the Greenhouse

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