Curls of smoke
Rising from lips
Or hand,
Words are sacred,
Shape thought,
Create thought,
Make us real,
Solidify our history,
Celebrate our love.

Work is sacred
Focused energy
Love made visible
Your gift to me
As my words to you
What I have to give
Because you first
Gave them to me.

About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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