The Pinwheel's Wind

          The Pinwheel's Wind

Each time a word escapes your tongue, it's like a pin wheel's wind

Your words are blown 'round other's ears

They're heard again and again

So if your words are vulgar, and the jokes you tell are crude

It quickly will be passed around,

That you are someone RUDE!

And if your words are harsh and mean, you cannot call them back

They'll linger in the spinning air

And hurt with each attack

But if you share God's tenderness, with words that love and lift

They'll linger still, but oh how sweet,

Each thought another gift

So choose your words most carefully and like the pin wheel's wind

They'll linger on for all to hear . . . 

Again and again and again