Edwin Tanguma

(1966 / CA)

They Are More Precious Than Any Gem


They Are More Precious Than Any Gem

Simple words
Are so easy to use
Simple words
Are like dynamite fuse

You light them up
And watch them burn
You light them up
Just read and learn

There are so many possibilities
And options with words
There are so many possibilities
Simple words are like birds

They have the ability to fly
Up into the sky
They have the ability to fly
Way up- upon high

They can lift the spirit
And make one feel joy
They can lift the spirit
Like a little child’s toy

When they are used just right
They create a poem
When they are used just right
They are more precious than any gem

Edwin Tanguma © 4/16/2014

Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 16, 2014

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