Little Words

Today, I just have little words
Nothing else could rise or soar
But I still enjoy the music
So I guess I’m not done for

I’ve failed to write, and to ignite
For weeks, or maybe more
And I have tried, so very hard
To thrive within this bore

Oh, there is a moment here
Where thoughts can fly and play
But they’ll soon lose their altitude
And much to my dismay

My little words are all I have
And what little they convey!
But at least I get to touch them
Before they fall away