Words find me
though I seek them not
they come of their own accord
to my unexpecting thought

it's as though they need
to be heard and read
to feel alive in engagement
with me- to enjoy moments shared-

like us, they each
have a life of their own
though not known
or visited-  they aren't accustomed

to being silent, overlooked
neglected or frowned upon-
they invite us to be their ally
in preference to their being alone