On My Last Day

On my last day
I will see you
for the
first time
Live my life
in an instant
No regrets
or longing
I have done what
I chose to do
.

Can I express
to you now
What was
unexpressable
before
Can you know
me now
When I was
so unknowable
then

.

Dust me off
Lay out my suit
Make me smile
with plasticine
Take me away
Lift the veil
Its old home
week, I hope

.

Can I
empathize now
What was
unsympathetic
before
Can you love
me now
When I was so
unlovable
before

.

On my last day
I will know you
for the first time
Love my love
in an instant
No hesitation
or pause
It can only
be this way.

.

!! HOY !!

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Oh, So Dirty

Awhile back,
my friend R
gave me
an idea for a
dirty ditty ….

Well,
I wrote one,
not a great one,
but here it is,
anyway.dog

.

My little playful puppy
was out digging
in the garden
I said
No, no
no, no
Don’t you see
how dirty you are
Now you’re gonna
have to get a bathpuppy

My little darling daughter
was out digging
in the garden
I said
Oh, oh ,
oh, oh

Don’t you see
how dirty you are
Now you’re gonna
have to get a bath

My little sultry sweetie
was out diggingwitchcraft
in the garden
I said
Yes, yes,
yes, yes

Don’t you see
how dirty you are
Now we’re gonna
have to get a bath

And I’m so grateful.

.

!!!! HOY !!!!!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning says:

elizabeth

How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!
— and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.