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Never Never Land
by Tota LongmireOnce upon a time
In Never, Better to
Forget it, Land
There was a prince who
Smoked a pipe and
Needed a heart to
Call home. So he
Found a fair maiden
And convince her to
Display him her own.
It was bruised, broken,
Permanently cracked,
And large import parts
Just weren’t there.
So he had her put it away
And still to this day
I haven’t seen that
Prince anymore.
10/16/2010 Posted on 10/16/2010
Copyright © 2025 Tota Longmire
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/13/14 at 02:47 PM Broken hearts are best mended before put "on display" again. Of course, real love looks over the past in others and becomes part of the "mending". I think you really speak of what real love is all about. And the necessity of moving on in spite of broken relationship(s). |
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