gSomedayh is a promise of hope,
but not today nor even tomorrow,
itfs a word of delay, used to cope,
in order to avoid present sorrow.
Our words are tools of our emotions,
bringing happiness or making us sad,
yes words of hate or love, or devotion,
some our good, others hateful and bad.
Each one of us can tell the truth or a
lie,
choices we made speaking to each other,
bold and so outspoken, or meek and shy,
different tones for strangers and
brothers.
Often we say one thing but mean another,
our speech can be nasty or ever so kind,
angry words can make a person shudder,
but utterances of love can make one
shine.
Sadly a word spoken can not be taken
back,
the real harm is done once it has been
said,
sometimes wefre silent from lack of
courage,
the other time is when wefre asleep in
bed.
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