Love Poem -- Weekly Scribblings # 41
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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
- I'm linked with Rommy at The Weekly Scribblings # 41, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/10/weekly-scribblings-41-whats-price.html?m=1
- Rommy would like us “to consider the question ‘What’s the price?’ when plying (our) pen.”
posted by Jim @ 10/14/2020 04:06:00 AM
10 comments
10 Comments:
Love is well worth it and not much affected by inflation.
Glad you got such a good bargain!
Love really is priceless.
Aw, this is so sweet!
Worth every second ... but I notice you counted them!! lol
Eighty-six thousand four hundred a day!!! Now you can brag you educated me today. I have never calculated it.
That's very nice! I like how the seconds in a day fit in so well.
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Haha at Bev's comment. I really like this poem. :)
True love has no price. Good one, Jim.
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