Mean What You Say II

Like each drop of water running through my favorite stream, your words to me matter

I find they are tossed conveniently away though, often, my heart in balance, left to shatter



Day after day I return to this stream, perfectly pristine, mine alone to enjoy and behold

The same way I hope that there’s value in the meanings to the words I have been told



There are ripples in brooks throughout this land I can see, the one I love, is the one I chose

So to, the choice to heed spoken words is mine, do I turn when words and actions oppose?



Drops unite to form a flow and that direction runs the same, for I see it myself everyday

Photos capture a thousand words, actions amount to far more, again, mean what you say


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