Dave James

Rookie (24/11/1968 / Bridgnorth Shropshire)

Poems of Dave James

1. Not today thank you.. 5/9/2014
2. Words 5/9/2014


Words make sense in every way,
We use them each and every day,
We ask, we tell, we scorn, we praise,
We tell of life and special days,
We sing the words that tell our story,
Be they of sadness death or glory,
They stand as testament to living,
Of times of need and times of giving,
So why oh why can words not spell?

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