WORTHY

I talk quickly

to everyone 

but 

children.

I think I think my words are  

unworthy. 

Sometimes I am silent. 

And sometimes my words want out 

like my inhale wants out and so out they go...

...and yet I know

I must breathe and speak more slowly. 

My words are worthy. 

I am worthy

and the children and I  

all know it.