Yesterdays poem-a-day challenge was its traditional final two-for-Tuesday;
Write a love poem or write an anti-love poem.
Love was never made strong enough to bear what might be, only what is.
Love never fails.
this morning love was treated to a good chuckle.
Little Girl arrived, proudly bearing gifts!
From a purple polka-dot bag she produced
...a cold hotdog?!!
Her mother explained that at supper last night she insisted on saving one for Janet
and she wanted to put it in her purple polka-dot bag like a real present!😁
Ah irony of love; it heals and wounds,
...a reel of laughter and tears
There is no quick fix for the heart
For all the hurt love heals
Just like the rose, hope’s thorn-pricks smart
Beneath beauty’s appeal
And could we count the cost and care
That composes love’s rod
T’would seem a charge, too large to bear
But by the grace of God
Love suffers long and it is kind
It tugs and strains heart-strings
Yet balances its tear-prayer grind
With the laughter it brings
Love never fails; where grin and groan
Composes its discourse
As carriages of skin and bone
Transport us to its Source
...and no quick fix can mend the glove
Worn thin with mercy’s Must
Thus, step-by-step we trust
© Janet Martin
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