no matter how lovely
this part of the story,
still flipping the page
December 20, 2015 by Rosemerry
no matter how lovely
this part of the story,
still flipping the page
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged poem, poetry | 1 Comment
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Kipling:
It’s like a book, I think, this bloomin’ world,
Which you can read and care for just so long,
But presently you feel that you will die
Unless you get the page you’re readin’ done,
An’ turn another—likely not so good;
But what you’re after is to turn ’em all.