In my silence
There is beauty of words
For I speak of you
I might not say it
But I am in conversation
For there is too much
Too much to appreciate
I may act like I do not care
Oh! How much do I care
For you are special
In my silence, pick my words
Pick words of my God
For in you I see the hand of God
You may annoy me now & then
Thats part of the beauty of being you
May you remain you
Even though I wish to prune some
In my silence, choose the best
For in my eyes you are my best
I speak well of you to myself
In my silence
I miss you
I miss your warmth
I miss your humility
In my silence
There is hope
Hope for us
Hope for being us
In my silence
Hear a voice of hope
Hear a voice of tomorrow
In my silence
There is my strength
The strength to refine me
In my silence
Appreciate me
For you I strive for humility
In my silence
Pick the wisdom of my thoughts
When I reflect on this poem, I feel the difference one makes by staying positive. There is power in being positive. Enjoy.
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