With words we rant, rave, and vent ...

Cheerful words in cards are sent ...

With words we offend ...

With words we mend ...

With words we comfort and assure ...

With words we hurt and injure ...

They say that sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me ...  (but, I say 'can', instead of 'may' ...because technically I'm not granting them permission to)

Yet, when they say words will never hurt me, I don't really know who 'they' are, but I believe 'they' are wrong.

Perhaps we shouldn't allow words to hurt us so much, but that is certainly not an excuse for those who carelessly use them.