Words

[JamesSavik]

Words

We don't want to talk about it,

those subtle differences between you and I.

The words might come out angry,

And cause our feelings to die.

What started out a tiny crack,

neglected too long it has grown,

into the tiniest imperfection,

seeds of discontent are sown.

That tiny crack unacknowleged,

is now a mighty canyon ten miles wide.

We can not stand against its power,

that time has passed us by.

So now we're left to wonder,

How did we fall so far, so fast?

We would not trust with the little things,

how was it supposed to to last?

[Tragic Rabbit]

LOVE that last stanza, James.

Kisses...

TR