Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Love Poem -- Weekly Scribblings # 41

What's the Price 

Tea in China is sixty Yen  a peck 
new BMW runs 60K 
What is the price I'm paying for your love 
It isn't measured in Yen or $Dollars 

I measure it in hours  and hours 
Hours of freedom I did gladly pay 
They are worth every second that I pay 
Eighty-six thousand four hundred a day 

You rescued me day we met made me pay 
Our love's so great well worth the price I've paid
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 
 - Rommy would like us “to consider the question ‘What’s the price?’ when plying (our) pen.” 

10 Comments:

At Wednesday, October 14, 2020 6:29:00 AM, Blogger Old Egg said...

Love is well worth it and not much affected by inflation.

 
At Wednesday, October 14, 2020 7:36:00 AM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Glad you got such a good bargain!

 
At Wednesday, October 14, 2020 12:36:00 PM, Blogger Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Love really is priceless.

 
At Wednesday, October 14, 2020 3:16:00 PM, Blogger Rommy said...

Aw, this is so sweet!

 
At Wednesday, October 14, 2020 3:38:00 PM, Blogger indybev said...

Worth every second ... but I notice you counted them!! lol

 
At Friday, October 16, 2020 12:25:00 PM, Blogger Helen said...

Eighty-six thousand four hundred a day!!! Now you can brag you educated me today. I have never calculated it.

 
At Friday, October 16, 2020 11:59:00 PM, Blogger Lisa said...

That's very nice! I like how the seconds in a day fit in so well.

 
At Saturday, October 17, 2020 11:39:00 AM, Blogger Jenna said...

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At Saturday, October 17, 2020 11:40:00 AM, Blogger Jenna said...

Haha at Bev's comment. I really like this poem. :)

 
At Sunday, October 18, 2020 1:47:00 PM, Blogger purplepeninportland.com said...

True love has no price. Good one, Jim.

 

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