I can't write the words that some of you can do
I can only write the words that in my mind come into view
Words about a forest glade or the gently rolling sea
These are words I know and sometimes get to use
Words about a broken heart or everlasting love
Are not the words for me nor the scars on blood stained arms
For they are painful words to see
Words of hate and words of love are inked across the page
But for me it's words of nature, of birds in sunlit glades
I am just a simple man with simple points of view
And so my words are simple but I give my words to you
Dec 27, 2025
Dec 27, 2025 at 11:54 AM UTC
I can't write the words that some of you can do
I can only write the words that in my mind come into view
Words about a forest glade or the gently rolling sea
These are words I know and sometimes get to use
Words about a broken heart or everlasting love
Are not the words for me nor the scars on blood stained arms
For they are painful words to see
Words of hate and words of love are inked across the page
But for me it's words of nature, of birds in sunlit glades
I am just a simple man with simple points of view
And so my words are simple but I give my words to you
This is a remake of something I posted many years ago
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