Bill Cantrell - First Words

First Words

Ingots of the finest gold;
Words hammered to the tongues of men.
Emotions in full measure,
with backs faced towards the wind

With the poet’s breath, the chimes swing
At the striking of his words, they ring!
Music even finds its place,
as the pretty maidens sing.

Bill Cantrell

Bill Cantrell

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