Dream On
I don't suppose you'll cry to lose
A broken heart.
There's certainly no use in tears
On spilt milk.
But teddy bears are often loved
The more for being old and used,
And holes give special comfort to
Those shoes unfit to walk in.
Dream on,
Why not accept the truth?
Even apples are despised and scorned
Once bruised.
Aviva Rifka Bhandari
Sun 2nd May 2021 21:32
Thank you J.D. Bardo, Jason Bayliss, and Jennifer Malden for taking the time to comment on this poem. ?
J.D. I've already been around for a couple of decades since I wrote this, I'm definitely teddy-bear-soft and slipper-cosy by now. Let's stay around a long time more too!
Jason I like that 'yesterday's kiss on the face of today' although I'm not sure if sometimes it is more of a kick somewhere else that yesterday tried to give me.. as for my future self... should I kiss or kick?
Jennifer I agree with you all those things you mention are far better the more time they have to them
Thanks also to everyone who clicked 'Like' for this poem ?