Love's well worth
all catastrophes led
and leading on from
the storybook ends
towards which we direct
our cunning means,
and find ever after's
a beginning it seems.
Love's well worth
every dripping dip
from its hope-soaked rope
so well-bucket equipped
- since the well runs full,
we don't dip too far 'til
we both fall in.
At a penny a wish!
With all doors and all windows
flying ajar in the witch-house
with which this well belongs.
So gingerbread cottage and cheesing out
in innumerable songs we don't have
to believe. But the option is there.
And apparently does not deceive.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Monday, January 25, 2021
well worth it, love
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