You Don't Need Words, Silly AuthorYou don't think.You Don't Need Words, Silly Author by ~BlackTshirtFan
You never speak.
Did you ever think that words
Would come in handy?
You don't talk.
You got these thoughts,
They're spinning 'round your head and making
Troubles of your tongue.
You're tangled up
In wrestling verbs.
The psychoanalysis of letters
Has ruined and defined
Everything
That is complete
Without all of the fancy crap,
Like metaphors and irony.
You don't need a new stanza to tell her that you love her.
You don't need an explanation for lending a helping hand.
So, if you want another layer of
Unnecessary data,
Then come to the non-fiction section now,
Cause I'll be
With fiction and poetry.
Do you think
You need the giant words
To impress someone who doesn't care
About the love of art?
I say nay!
You'll be alright
With pen and paper, keyboard and air,
May ideas take flight.
All around
Is perfection
In idiosyncraticies
And whispers of the mind.
But can't you see them now?
The ignorant men
Who shun the art and speak of nothing
More meaningful
Then dust-mites in the
All Is Well.When a moment like this happens,All Is Well. by ~BlackTshirtFan
A time when all is well,
When everyone you love,
Who is still alive,
Is around,
Celebrating a new life,
Make sure to cherish these
Glorious moments of joy,
Because if you let it slip
In between your finger tips,
Your memories will not be able to
Remind you of the happiness
You once felt
All of those years ago.
When I will look back on this,
When she is born and toddling around,
I will make sure to
Remember the excitement in the air,
The taste of nervous happiness
And the smell of questioning wonder;
Everything that made this
Celebration worth while.
And we will tell her stories of the excitement,
And she will tell her children
Of her excitement.
And for years and generations from now,
We all will remember,
And they will remember,
And all will be well.
Yes,
My darling niece,
All will be well.
Tired 
Sta.sh
