I am a shell.
When I am without words.
I create them.
I read them.
I speak them.
I hear them.
They define my feeling.
They sort out confusions.
They let me give gifts of love.
Share moments of humor.
Comfort.
I fumble and stumble with them.
I paint pretty pictures with them.
I put light on my fears with them.
And when I have no words-
I am shocked.
😉
