Take All My Words... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Take all my words I'll sing
And put them on a string,
So they - like pearls will cling,
And around your neck may shine
In a spotless circled line!
Our thoughts, right or wrong,
We with memories prolong;
To some, they belong.

Now they seem like a dream,
Our thoughts we tried to deem,
Into some framework scheme.
Please just carry them around,
Not all words have been found,
Around times pretty neck.
For they're like fate's deck,
That love sometimes may check.

Take each this word I'm saying,
For these aren't long staying,
When forgetfulness is playing.
For into time they twine,
Like debt of each consign.
Though a heart can be lifelong
If still it has true song
And sings - both sweet and strong!