Words can be thought of as families,
Some are perfect and others quite gross.
And some are estranged,
Or completely deranged,
Some happy and others morose.
But each has their place in the balance
Of a world that is tuned to perfection.
For all of their quirks,
Their place in it works,
It just takes a bit of reflection.
© Copyright Philip Barton 4 February 2017 All rights reserved
