~Damn It I Rhymed~

Many think that a poem isn't a poem unless
it's set to rhyme.
I will tell you different..
but all that in another time.
I am full of words, some big and small.
Some are tiny syllables
and some are mighty tall.
It is what I'm trying to say
and not always what I said....
So read carefully
and I'll effect your very head.
The world is full of love,
hope and pain,
but at the sun's goodnight
when all that falls is rain
we must reach within and find the places
where words and music fill the empty and lonely spaces.
Words are gifts, rhymed or not...
and in the silence of truth
they are all that is a good,
life's proof.