A poem about love

A recent Facebook conversation brought this poem to mind. I wrote it in 2003, and reading it again, I decided to change the final couplet as I felt the original didn’t work. I used Larkin’s This Be The Verse as the template

We build them up the ones we love
We can’t help doing so,
We turn them into things they’re not,
Plant a seed, hope it grows

Into something just for us,
Perfect it in our own sight,
Build higher and higher walls
So we can no longer see the light

That first drew us. Are they the same,
Ignoring all uncomfortable things?
Narrowing their vision
So nothing remains but imaginings?

We all live in our own worlds
It’s hard to grant others admittance,
So take off your rosy glasses
And embrace the difference.


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