Monday, November 28, 2011


Each must make a choice,
Sound with their own voice
The yearnings of their soul

For if it's not spoken
The line remains broken
And silence begins to take toll.

But if we are open
There rarely is mopin'
And everything's far less dull.

So now I will say
"Happy Holidays"!
May the rest of your year be full.

1 comment:

mom said...

yesterday i got angry at dad so i refused to talk to him all day. the day was soooooo long. i felt so dull. finally, 1 minute before he went on stage at our stake variety show, i ran to the stage and grabbed him and didn't say a word. i just kissed him to let him know i hoped he'd "break a leg" as they say in show business. i'm glad i did. your poem makes me all the MORE GLAD. it is a Beautiful Poem. and it is a True Poem.
xx o