Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Monday, 13 August 2012
I love you & I’m not sorry
I love you & I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry for the way I feel
I don't feel sorry for you, I'm in love
And love's the thing that’s real
Whatever happened happened
Whatever is past is past
It's not the you that’s dampened
It's not the you that’s cast
So let’s celebrate your ingenuity
Your tears to make us laugh
So let’s celebrate also incongruity
Your fears to chase the chaff
I love you & I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry for the way I feel
I don't feel sorry for you, I'm in love
And love's the thing we steal
From the Collection I Suppose You could Call It Country, available on Kindle