Do conversations need speech

The spit and polish of words,

Does silence say nothing

Let’s ask the, chirping, trilling birds.

hey seem one of a kind

They all look alike too,

The chirp, their lingo, perhaps

Their wings so soft and true.

Remember, they flock together

Those of a single feather,

Spring follows the icy Winter

‘Tis never, just inclement weather.

The Golden rays of the rising Sun

Makes the fading Night, prettier,

 It seems to blush, in the face of Day

Or, am I just getting sillier

 But, in these rather trying times

We all need to spend time with smiles,

When a yard does, regretfully

Feel like a million miles.

Make one other person smile

Even once a day, folks,

Wear your smile too, on your lovely face

‘Tis always easier then , to  coax.

(The author is a prolific poet who has over 40 poetry books to his credit. He can be reached at ashoksawhny06@gmail.com/ www.ashoksawhny.com)