The Poet Keri
By: Poet Keri
Words can form by our tongue,
They can stay or they can be flung.
Words can be soothing, like a gentle pat,
Or they can be hurtful, like a loud PWHAT!
Words can be butterflies, flying in the air
Or they can be crows, full of dark in their lair.
But for all we know, we invented them
And for what can happen, things can change.
We can invent new ones,
As some old ones run.
But in the end, that is how we speak,
and conversation grows with words and will peak.
A Poem about Words today by Poet Keri!
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