My Words

My writing’s never complicated, not hard to understand.
Just words and insight simply put and very rarely planned.
I write of life, the ups and downs, the low times and the high.
the joys that make us smile and also things that make us cry.
Don’t look for hidden meanings, you’ll find none hiding here.
No fancy words to baffle you, no verses  from Shakespeare.
Some things I think I know about, and write it from the heart.
Other stuff I analyse and try to break apart
to get a feel of what it must be like to live through that,
imagination plays it’s part  and that’s what I work at.
I love the sound that words can make when turning in my head.
and putting words together and watching them embed.
And sometimes when a work is done and I read it out aloud,
my hope is that it’s understood  and THAT makes me feel proud.
For as a child I stuttered and I stumbled with each word,
and silence for so long became my  way of being heard.
I never thought I’d ever have the chance to say my piece,
but putting pen to paper now my words just never cease..
They tumble out, they rush and dash to form a single thought,
sometimes so fast I lose all sense of grammar I was taught.
But ultimately that’s just fine, I’ve learn to live with that,
as writing words for me became like friends having a chat.
No hesitation any more, a cacophony of words…
that fly around my mind  just like a symphony of birds.
They find a branch to rest upon and settle down to nest,
I thank my God that I have found ‘my words’ ‘cause they’re  the best!