PERSPECTIVE

A word for words,

A syllable for syllables,

A phrase for phrases,

A line for lines,

Subjugating emotions

Crushed and spilled on the fine lined paper.

The ocean can make noises

But through you, a melody for decades.

The songbird can hubbubs

But through you, a melancholy to remember.

The trees can rustle

But through you, a brush past along memories.

Abundant is a word,

Vague is a label,

The difference between the two

For the people of perspective

To decide.