Simple Language

Simple language seems to be
best when describing you or me,
learning daily how to live,
what refuse and what forgive.

Yet what is held priority
today, tomorrow's pages see
often changes; each must grow
reach for fresh goals, and forwards go.

Avoiding all hypocrisy,
sharing's best, and holding hands
with joyful understanding, he
and she united. Formal bands
aren't always a necessity
where empathy needs no commands
to flourish, flower fair and free.

Open heart provides true key
colours canvas for life's pages,
grants happiness. Complicity
completes this verse - no need for wages.

(9 November 2007)

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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