To Think I Could Poem by Francie Lynch

To Think I Could

Rating: 5.0


To think I could
Drink
Is pure vanity.
The thought that a draught
Wouldn't effect my progress.
The ON switch got clicked,
Might have been the OFF,
Either way, I found the cave.
The crawl from the crypt
Is difficult; I'm sick;
But the reward
For the struggle
Compares with nothing,
So humble,
As the love that waits for me.

Saturday, January 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
Close
Error Success