The Commonality Of Connecting Words Poem by Susan Lacovara

I speak not in your native tongue
But then again, I might, when done,
To cross the vast and far divide,
Where our common words, shared, reside

And bridge that gap, to foreign friends
To where a rainbow rests, her colors end
I dream, to PEACE, we all surrender
With hearts, alike, best to remember...

In my pastel painted poet's eye
Where Summer hangs her head to die
Awaken tumbling leaves of Autumn
(As a child...how many...caught 'em)

With outstretched words, poor servants true,
That I may extend my hand, to you...
Take what is worthy for your needs
And spread the blossoms, from their seeds...

Kindness breaks the boundaries, shatters,
shedding light on all that matters
Lift your voice that the truth be heard
In the commonality of connecting words.