GOSSIP

                 GOSSIP

             By Ken Blue

I emptied feathers out a window

They drifted carelessly on the wind

I searched throughout the neighborhood

To get them back again

 

My efforts were all futile

My searching was in vain

The feathers had disappeared

Down  endless winding  lanes

 

So it is with gossip

And every idle tale

Efforts to retrieve them

Are destined all to fail

 

So let your words be few

Don’t toss them on the wind

For as we’ve clearly seen

We can’t get them back again