What Matters

.

I let words fly

funny things, most

flitter and die.

Some make their roosts

in someone’s mind

yet matter little.

I did not aim

to be remembered or pose vain

words are the current

that runs brain to brain.

Many will claim a favorite

commercial before

thinking to share a pithy

phrase from my legacy.

.

(c) Lemuel

02 June 2018

Lyric Poem

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