Written on a Napkin for a Woman Named Ellen

I realize that tongues will wag.
I'm strong enough to handle that,
And, should our love disintegrate,
I'll land upright, just like a cat,
And I've no faith in greeting cards
Which say romance goes on and on.
I've found too many goodbye notes
Announcing that a love has gone,
But, should what is not be what was,
And bliss remain our habitat,
I know, as with those wagging tongues,
I'm strong enough to handle that.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-07-14 at 20:55

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