Monday, March 15, 2010


It has been a long day (well, in some ways I wish they were longer).
But Norm gave me great grounds for philosophical rumination.
And then, watching a movie, I was reminded of a truly great minor poem. Not so minor that I do not love it.
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad.
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add
Jenny kissed me.


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