The anticipation is exquisite
So much is missing or broken or wrong
When the deliverer pays a visit
Everything will become bright and strong
So many cracks, fissures, voids need filling;
When the new thing arrives, all will be healed
Coveting gives it power most thrilling
By its arrival, we will be fulfilled
Given its cost, we may not muster rent
The nimbus of novelty will soon fade
It will break or get dirty or seem spent
The trip from new to old is no parade
While we wait for the new thing to arrive
Unwittingly, without it, we survive
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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