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Precious Words
for Jason
have a care with your words
for each is precious; and each sacred
once too many are spoken (or written!)
the meaning is lost amidst trivialities
too few and the meaning is never known at all
and yet, with you gone now
no amount of words will ever be enough
to tell you all that I wish I had
but I keep talking in the hopes
you can still hear me
each year on the twenty-ninth day of November
I write all I can to tell you everything
but mostly to tell you how much I miss you
and I lay those lines, sometimes pages
with a kiss upon your grave
and for all the precious words I could say
I spend those moments in silence
©2005 Russell C. Fryman |
