“WHAT CAN LOVE SAY?  OR DO?”

“WHAT CAN LOVE SAY? OR DO?” a poem March 13, 2019 (Wednesday)

“I-WILL-AC-CEPT-YOU (as-you-are)-Here-&-Now – and not abandon or deny!”
This is Love’s pledge! There’s NO NEED – to-wonder why!
You never need change – to another thing or way;
Love is content – and can gaze at you all day!
There is NO “I’ll-leave-you-’til-you-become-that-which-I-know-you-can-be!”
&-NO “I will help change you – by removing That Stuff! I’m-tolerant; you’ll see!”
These notions have a sort-of “mass appeal,”
BUT NOT FOR TRUE LOVE – So, let us kneel:
When I was 7 or 8, at my door TRUE-LOVE did I see!
“Well, there you are? Where-you-been, since-I-was-2-or-3?
and before then? Did I spy you? in-my nur-ser-y!”
“I’m always knocking!” said-“Little-Blue-Love,” quite-lov-ing-ly.
“Oh, no!” said I; “you’ve NOT been knocking, or else I’d-a-spied,
Your little self – for you’re SO blue – and short and wide!”
“So conspicuous I AM,” Love then said,
“When you spy me – at your door – or at the foot of your bed!?
But I ASSURE YOU – It’s all that I can do,
I JUST KEEP KNOCKING, for I’m small & weak & short & blue!”
{I never did hear LOVE criticize my way,
Or form or temper – and sometimes we’d spend all day,
Being fascinated – with everything that shimmered and moved;
I loved my “loving days” with Love, and, until-at-least-10, we really grooved!
Then, one day, ’twas POOF! and LOVE I did not see,
For years – for decades – and then life had pass-eth-ed me},
With school and shopping – and love! of this life:
Family & funerals & jobs – to-“the drum and the fife,”
Where ne’er is a moment, to-even try to simmer down,
Or-to savor or smile – There’s no laughter, from-responsibility’s-“frown!”
Until – on Death’s Bed, I looked – CLEAR!-around,
And LOVE (just the same!) WAS WHO I FOUND!
“Where have you been, my Little, Blue Friend?”
“ALWAYS KNOCKING! (pause) Waiting – for ‘some end,’
Of your latest ‘project’ or notion or ‘plan’ – or idea,
EVER-Knocking! You-knew- you-could-count -on-a-me-a –
To be HERE! for-“I,” “LOVE” to-be -next-to-you,
For eternity! Waiting for your eyes’ color – to turn to “loving blue!”
Tears then did well-up, for LOVE’S “pri-or-it-y,”
And I was young again! “Oh, Lord, oh, Lord-Lord-y!”
So, I made MY pledge to LOVE: “TO NOT ALLOW THE WORLD’S ‘TINSEL BAND,’
TO EVER OBSCURE LOVE’S-GENTLE-KNOCKING WITH-HER GENTLE HAND!” fin ❤

That’s what true love is all about ❤❤
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