THOUGHTS
Thoughts of love unspoken
Begin to fade and pale,
Like a forlorn prisoner
Pining away in jail.
Thoughts of anger unspoken,
Caged away inside,
Begin to slowly fester
Like a boil in ones side.
Speak and share your love,
Let it fly swift and free
Let the love keep growing,
And it will return to thee.
Share your feelings of anger,
Nip them in the bud
Find your way to understanding,
And to turn them back to love.
By
Bob Richards
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