Words, just little things are they, Lightly spoken every day. Roses, thorns, or thistledown Are immured in every sound. Words, just little things, you know, Ofttimes into mountains grow. Just one tiny little word Someone spoke or overheard. Words, just one can mar a day, Cause the sun to fade away, Break the heart of someone gay, Or a soul to go astray. Words, ah words of love and cheer! Echo them afar and near, Let our lives be one glad song Of the words that do no wrong. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PROBLEM IN AESTHETICS by KAREN SWENSON DON JUAN IN HELL by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE LAUGHING SONG, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE ON GEORGE HERBERT'S BOOK, THE TEMPLE, SENT TO A GENTLEWOMAN by RICHARD CRASHAW THE SEEDLING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR CREDO by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON MY LITTLE GARDEN by GWENDOLEN ALLEN |