with each delicate word
i placed a tiny parachute
a seed upon the dandelion
so fragile was my trust
but a breath could take it
far away
words.
graceful, charming, eloquent
planted more tiny little seeds
upon the tender head
gathering.
forming a beautiful round
feathery ball
made with the seeds of my faith,
my hope
my trust
and then...
holding the stem
within your hand
you blew...
and so your words
and the seeds
one
by
one
floated
away...
Be careful of the words you say,
keep them short and sweet.
You'll never know,
from day to day,
which ones you'll have to eat."
Harsh and cruel words can be the undoing of everything.