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Words - Poem by Aindre Reecesheerin
Words - Poem by Aindre Reecesheerin
We are for want of a better Word, their God, we give them life;
as one of the great composers said in relation to music they are but scratchings on a piece of
manuscript, it is you and I who must give them life
These, Words carry within them in their use a huge sense of Honour, of Responsibility in how we Write
them, in how we Send them, in how we Sing them, in how we Speak them in the essence of how we
Communicate using them.
Words then are my life, my experiences, my poor ability to try even feebly to express how I am feeling;
they are everything to me as long as I have energy and wish to use them; they own me every bit as
much as I own them