Can you hear me?

When word is written

And meaning is clear

It is what it says

That you will hear

A word alone

Laborious

Or by itself

Glorious

Alone it may speak

But it's tone is not heard

A writer misjudged

On one single word

But string them together

In laborious muse

Your words breathe life

And colorful hues

Eyes are your witness

To thoughts so dear

When you read them

Make sure you hear.