Taking down the cards

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Tonight I decided to take down the cards

with their condolences

good wishes

and assurances that I am a strong woman

And mixed with them was just one

of your birthday card.s

Well.I shan’t be seeing any more of those

I’m not planning to have another partner,mate or spouse.

But if one turned up

out of the blue

I’d have to see how I felt about him or her or them

Maybe a goldfish is less trouble

As they never say things like

I never want to speak to you again.

I never wish to see your  handwriting again.

Why  are there no socks in my drawer?

But neither do they hug or kiss.

Cold.

“Love” by George Herbert

George Herbert. 1593–1632
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
      Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
      From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning          5
      If I lack’d anything.
‘A guest,’ I answer’d, ‘worthy to be here:’
     Love said, ‘You shall be he.’
‘I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
      I cannot look on Thee.’   10
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
      ‘Who made the eyes but I?’
‘Truth, Lord; but I have marr’d them: let my shame
      Go where it doth deserve.’
‘And know you not,’ says Love, ‘Who bore the blame?’   15
      ‘My dear, then I will serve.’
‘You must sit down,’ says Love, ‘and taste my meat.’
      So I did sit and eat.