had I loved
with something less
than all this heart
could hold –
measured my desire
by yesterdays
counted not the bounty
love was sure
to bring
at risk for loss
an ache so deep –
I could not turn away
the stars escape
this time of year –
and some
will never know
of ancients
where the windows stood –
eyes to catch the light
love resolved
the heart to overflow
. . .
Another good one, Bobbie!
Thank you, Stephen ❤
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
A amazing poem shared.
Wonderful dance of words. A amazing poem my friend.
Thank you, John. Your kindness is an inspiration.
You are welcome dear poet.
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No one has measured, even the poets, how much the heart can hold – Zelda Fitzgerald
I am quite sure it expands to hold whatever love it has to give away ❤