Love - Poem by Jack Ashenden
'Do it now! ' I say, as hope doth glimmer -
a passing thought that will soon fade away.
For years I'd seen love as bad, love for sinners,
and now I fear that love is here to stay.
I've always had friends, and always the lamb,
yet a hole has been growing in my heart.
Is all I hold dear (but love) but a scam?
and if so, what to do? and where to start?
Hours of action seem like idleness
the passion for work, for strength, so subdued.
Used to certainty, now all fickleness
and all around me surprised, nay, bemused.
Yet I know one thing for certain - yes, I do!
and that is the certainty I love you
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