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