Words on paper

Words on a page
Different in what they be
Written all by hand
So here is my poem to thee

Tons of words put together
Making lots of sense
Take out just a few
And it makes the sentance quite dense

A shattered glass, a crying eye
These are but fragments true
A lasting love, an elongated goodbye
These are all for you

Words on a page
Different in what they be
Written all by hand
So here is my poem to thee