Etched in glass, a reflection of meaning from
the past. Chiseled in stone, words we should have
shown. Carved in time, the love we leave behind.
Painted by hand, a piece of heart stands. Words
written in pen, do they cut or do they mend.Spoke
out loud, are they humble or are they proud. Do
they comfort or do they cloud. Are they kind.. the
words we leave behind. Would we find, it would be
okay to hit replay. Because what we say, might echo
again someday. What impression have we made. Is it
joy or is it sorrow, for the days of tomorrow. Can
little ones follow? Whats left...
Etched in glass,
chiseled in stone,
Carved in time,
Painted by hand,
Written in pen,
And spoke out loud.
We never know what life we saved by an encouraging word, we never know whose heart we crushed by a thoughtless word. Words spoken to children are often engraved deep into their souls for good or ill. The Bible talks about the need to put a bit in our mouths and rein ourselves in. To my recollection, the Bible doesn't say anything bad about being a silent person. Well done write on a very important topic. 10+++++++++
Thank You! So Very Much Susan, For Such A Lovely And Deep Response! Your Writings Are So Beautiful And Creatively Written! ! ! I Always Love To Look Forward To Reading More! ! !
It seems we ponder the same things about life! Love the poem
Thank You! Jeri, For Your Very Kind Response! I Look Forward To Reading Your Poetry! ! ! Thank You Again! Many Blessings! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really good poem, the world could be a far better place if we took time to think what we did for the world in our life and what legacy we leave for the next generation.
Thank You! Christopher, For Such A Wonderfully Kind Response! I Look Forward To Reading More Of Your Wonderful Poetry! ! ! Many Blessings! ! !