Writer's Notebook Wednesday

It's a little late, I know, but it took me a while. I wasn't quite sure how it was going to end. I took the style from Langston Hughes, Carl Anderson mentioned it during the conference that I attended. The style of the poem he used had a repeating line and then the last line kind of ends like a thud.
My subject is the crazy things that kids say, are you amazed at what they say that just land like a thud into your conversations? It makes me really think about what I say to my own children, are my words careful? We never know our impact with words, or their effects long term. Here is the reflection of all that through poetry:

Kids Say

Words I hear all through the day

word from kids, imagine what they say

Words come harsh, words come quick

we never imagine how they'll stick.

Words from mom, words from dad

land on kids leaving 'em forever sad

Words come harsh, words come quick

we never imagine how they'll stick.

Words in haste, words from others

they make waste, oh sisters, brothers

Words come harsh, words come quick

we never imagine how they'll stick.

Words long, left, unsaid

leave the soul, empty, unfed

Words come harsh, words come quick

we never imagin how they'll stick.

Words in joy and hope that are said

words help the empty soul rejoice instead

Words come harsh, words come quick

we never imagine how they'll stick.

Words that build, support, and please, "Come quick!"

Let's imagine the child on whom they'll stick.

Those words come quick...