Observations I
A new look at old lines
You can go gentle into that good night
(who would mind?)
The world can end with a bang and a whimper.
Between the Idea and the Reality is
a lot more than just some shade.
I can compare thee
to a day in autumn, winter or early spring.
My love is often like a red, red
poinsettia (once a year to remind me
of the holidays).
Not so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
(and I don’t eat chicken)
A dream deferred
is worth two in the bush.
Some are born to endless
nights of sweet delight.
Some, like she, walk in beauty
wherever they choose to be
(stars and climes optional).
And if I count the ways
that I love thee,
I would never ask
if I should be
or not be.
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