The More You Love Poem by r james sterzinger

for twenty-four hours
I managed to smile
twenty-four
an incredible feat

I was completely happy
I was completely unrecognizable
no one seemed to know
who I was
my goodness who is this man
who stole Ron?

twenty-four hours later
now I merely smile
my tea-kettle whistles
I fill my cup
dip the tea bag
up and down
up and down

twenty-four hours later
I am content to smile
look out the window
watch my son go off to school
in three years he'll be old enough
to go off to war.

twenty-four hours
I had a reprieve from my thoughts
now I am back to earth
prepared to take my losses

the more you love
the more chance at loss