I walk through the city
carrying a sack of words
Some are heavy
some are light
and many-a-word bring delight
Before I speak- I reach for my words
weighing them carefully
so when I hand them over
-they are smooth
-laced with kindness
-pleasant and sweet
to soothe your soul
and heal your bones

©Vivian Zems

Flash 55- a poem in 55 words

Poetry Pantry #421

Pleasant words are a honeycomb, Sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. Proverbs 16:24