If we would "weigh" the words we say,
And speak but those we mean,
We'd save a lot of talk each day,
And keep our conscience clean.
The idle words we often speak,
And promises we make,
If given credence, by the weak,
May cause some heart to ache.
We never know the pain and sting
An idle word may start;
We never can erase one thing,
We've written on a heart.
'Tis best to "weigh" each sentence well,
And as I've said before,
Tho "we'd not have so much to tell,
'Twould mean a whole lot more."
