Words We Don’t Know
Words come and go
But the soul knows
There’s much more we could say
Love comes and goes
But our heart knows
There will be better days
Friends come and go
But in the end
We know that real friends stay
Life can often be slow
But, where does time go
Once we learn how to play?
We sometimes sow
Words we don’t know
As our muse dances and sways
Standing toe to toe
With the thing holding our soul
We relive every mistake we made
Our work always grows
Most often we’re shown
That our best effort is only clay