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Words

January 29, 2014
By cecchmate BRONZE, Menlo Park, California
cecchmate BRONZE, Menlo Park, California
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.&quot;<br /> -Greek proverb


Speak, words;

Do me a favor,

And speak as I ask.

You are far and few,

And run and hide you do,

Whenever I set to a task.

I revere you in all your forms,

You should understand,

And I become so forlorn,

When you refuse to slip from my hand.

My intentions are pure,

This I do pledge to you;

I only wish I could be so sure,

As to say the same for you.

You are the drops of my sweat,

And mar the ink of my labor,

You’ve made me all of fret;

There is now nothing I can savor.

Many hours I’ve wasted,

Precious moments of life,

And even in my haste – I –

Well, I can’t convince you to comply.

Nevertheless, I will toil,

I will fade away like this light,

And you will always foil,

Always finding joy in my strife.

Mark you I will,

On the stone above my grave,

The death of me, you will be,

This, for sure, I can say.


The author's comments:
This was my submission for an English assignment that required a poem describing something very special to the writer; I debated about the original options, a place or a person, but decided on an abstract idea. Words, with their fun and their folly, hold such a place in my heart.

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