Sometimes words not said were those we were hoping to hear.
Often
What is not said
Speaks louder
Than any words.
All too often
Words not said
Have a hollow echo.
They catch on tree branches
Only to fall at one’s feet
At odd times.
They inhabit the night,
Catch us
As we sleep.
These are the words
That lay behind
Oft-spoke praise
Or thank you
When we know
A but
Lurks there.
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