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“START WITHOUT ME?” a poem for: Freya’s Day, September 27, 2019

“Start WITHOUT ME,” (S)heCalledLastNight, but I was not really sure JUST HOW.

I lived quite listlessly before(S)heCame, so, I scratched my little brow,

And thought: “Now, is there ANYTHING of ANY VALUE (that) I’d start,

Without My Sweetie here with me?” “NO,” said my Little Heart;

“If WE’re to do “anythingsWeLike,” without him/her being (a) part,

They’d become things we didn’t care to do, going from sweet to tart;

Favorite things would lose their flavor!”

So, I RESPONDED. This, I gave [him] GAVEher:

A LITTLE TEXT, to say: “I’ll wait because I’m missing you,

And I don’t really want to start anything because, My Love, I’m blue,

Without your here. (pause) I WANNA DO THE HAPPIEST THING I KNOW,

Which is: ‘Doing ANYTHING WITH YOU;’

I’ll just wait here, kind of ‘low,’

And bide my time, ’til you get here. Perhaps, I’ll write a poem!”

O. M. G. THAT IS what I did, waiting for YOU to get HOME.

And, when [S]HE made it back to me, I read just what I’d wrote,

And[S]He criedAlittle and then said: “I love you,” andWeBothBeganToFloat,

‘Cause:

“HOPE SPRINGS FORTH ETERNALLY, WHEN YOU ARE HERE WITH ME,

and HOPE ALLOWS US BOTH TO FLOAT,

WITH YOU IlikeToDOtHINGS,

SEE?”

fin β™₯

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Published by J Jay Samuel Davis

A West Texas Cowboy, seeking "fishers of (wo)men!"

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