So much depends on poetry.🌻

So much depends on poetry, I say!

Shall I compare thee to a summers day?

What truly Lies Beneath the leaves of May?

I think. Therefore ,I am. For today.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may

Old Times still a flying

And that sweet Bud that blooms today

Tomorrow will be dying

Well I’d like to add some lines to William Butler Yeats.

Stop once and awhile and smell those Roses for goodness sakes!

Have you heard of Kalamazoo?

Dr. Seuss has so it must be true.

Whar Light through yonder window breaks?

Poetrys’ life is on the line for goodness sakes!

You use poetry everyday.

I promise you do.

What is your favorite song? Why that is poetry too!

What would the world be like without poetry? Dull and gray.

This poet is happy she doesn’t have to say that today.

Peace and love Laurelin🌻