 | When the world was created,
Words fell out of the sunny skies,
Words burst out of the green grounds,
They were found on tall trees,
And on the hives of honeybees.
Every living creature ate words.
Each has its own style and looks.
Some are fat and wide,
Skinny and small,
Everywhere they hide,
Yet, everywhere they are found.
And to mention a few places:
Mostly on a person’s lips
And on the insides of books.
However, I have only three of them for you;
They’re short, but sweet,
They’re old but new,
They’re straight from the heart,
And they’re meant just for you:
?I Love You…? |  |