“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.”
Do all young men wax so lyrical?
I don’t remember.
Love’s a luxury, frankly, I can do without.
“Thee” and “thou”! My, the poetry he spouts.
Let him, I say. I’ll keep my counsel.
Me, I’ll
Count my blessings and embrace
The solitary life. I’ve
Ways of forgetting love.
©Sharon Bakar September 2004
3 comments:
An tad un-Christmassy but nice..
Merry Christmas Sharon.... And a Happy New Year
Sharon, I'll be finding out pretty soon about the "young man waxing lyrical" bit in London. Then I'll let you know. Secrets...
Shakeel - So sorry lah. Wasn't in a Christmassy mood. Could happily have forgotten the holiday this time round. But for you ... I wrote something about Christmas today.
Susan - hope you do have those young men waxing lyrical!
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