Sweet are the sounds

The sweet sound of words
Heard after a break,
Freely flowing without girds
What a day it did make.

Words of power and insight,
Words of life and success,
Words that had their bite,
Words that could aggress.

Language of love conveyed
Expressions of joy and fear,
Words that would be obeyed,
By all far and near.

Vocabulary rich in substance,
Conveyed through these sounds,
Lexis of a wide expanse,
Language of care surrounds.

The resonance of recovery,
Of sweet life, a gem.
A survivor was the discovery,
And that is how I'll remember them!


Prompt @ Carry on Tuesday