Your Words, A Poem About Rejection And Hope

I brought you my words;
I wrote them with love
And drew them in hope,
They sang as in verse.
I felt pride and fear
As I held them out
In my hands for you.
But you would not look
And would not see them,
You just took a pass
And chose to spurn them.
So,
I let go my words.
They fell like old leaves
To lay in the street
For the wind to take,
And blow to far shores.
But new words came back
From lands strange to me,
And men I knew not.
They gave praise and thanks,
They said that my words
Found homes in their hearts,
Brought light to their dark,
And hope to their night.
I was glad for their words-
I wish they were yours.


(c) A.E. Dozat 8/13/14