Words Poem by Gillian Commerford

I've been thinking
a lot about me
and the art of good conversation
everyone talks and nobody listens
and the wind blows my words away.

I've been thinking a lot
about me
and the art of communication
if nobody listens
there's no need to talk
and the wind blows my words away.

You see I've been thinking
a lot
about me
and my final destination
Death has a strange fascination for me
and words are my only salvation.