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Thursday, May 26, 2011

If by Edward Estlin Cummings

This little poem from e.e. cummings got me all warm,fuzzy, reflective and bubbly all the way from my finger tips down to my curling toes. Sweet, witty, playful and a tad spicily forlorn; at the soul very human :)

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie,
Life would be delight,--
But things couldn't go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn't be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I'd be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn't be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,--
Yet they'd all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn't be we.


ArmyofKittehs said...

that picture totally goes with the poem. ITS ADORABLE.

Su Kyaw Khairun said...

thanks armyofkittehs! That picture will go with anything! I love that chubster!!

Abeer! said...

i love this la.