Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

Sonnet 14

02 January 2014


Of all the loves I’ve loved and lost,

if asked somehow to choose,

I’d contemplate a mental list,

but, name one not to lose?

It seems unkind to make such choice,

although not hard to do,

I’m sure many of them rejoiced,

to be rid of me too.

I narrowed it to two or three,

before I had a thought,

there was only one it could be,

the one who hadn’t fought.

None of the loves I lost, instead,

I’d choose to love myself again.


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