A Way With Words
There is a lot in the way you say it.
Call a lady and old hen and you pay.
Call her a chick and you’re in.
To tell her,
“You look like the end of a hard winter,”
Is not appreciated quite as much as saying,
“You look like a breath of spring.”
And although they mean the same,
It’s better to say,
“Time stands still while I gaze into your eyes,”
Than to say,
“You have a face that would stop a clock.”
There is a lot in the way you say it.
Call a lady and old hen and you pay.
Call her a chick and you’re in.
To tell her,
“You look like the end of a hard winter,”
Is not appreciated quite as much as saying,
“You look like a breath of spring.”
And although they mean the same,
It’s better to say,
“Time stands still while I gaze into your eyes,”
Than to say,
“You have a face that would stop a clock.”
2 comments:
Cute!
I wish I was as delicate with the words as the poem. I try but for some reason my sharp tongue keeps getting me in trouble.
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