Words

ﻼ◦◦ Words ◦◦ﻼ

Words just come to me,

Evenflowing and free.

A direct pathway to my heart,

Upon paper I scribe doing my part.

My thoughts and feelings there I share,

Words of praise come from those who care.

All I try to do,

Is show my words true.

For anyone I may reach,

Perhaps some hope will breach.

With all that I say,

Maybe some faith will stay.

Yet I wonder ….

Will there ever once be a day,

I have no more words to relay?

© Tim Hoffman