Words are given to us freely
It's what we do with them
Some are used as weaponry
Aimed at the hearts of men
Or little ones with no defense
When kindness is required
Use them with a careful heart
Also they come back in part
Like arrows, boomerang
Look inside your quiver
Find the words to live by
Choose them oh so carefully
The ones you send come back
Only from a pure heart
Will arrows find their mark

leoslynn.com 2/2/26