Feb 7 2019
St Leonards in Sea
Maybe I could be silent
Say absolutely nothing
Just with eyes
Just with smiles
Just with Heart
Say everything I need to say
Right there
Let everything else go
Let it be
Just smile
And have no preference
Words
Coming out of vocal chords
Are mere croaks of some foul
Dying bird
Are poor substitutes
For what I really mean to say.