Choose wisely
 

Take your time and choose wisely

For love’s not a game, don’t get caught

In the draught of a wild arrows aim.

Be wise to the fact that not all love

Is fair, a card sharp’s illusion, a

Carnival dare.

Love on the one hand is a matter of

Luck, a card dealt at random, a pea

Under a cup. A roll of the dice, a

Spin of the wheel, but sometimes it

Turns out that fantasy’s real.

A man in a million, a girl in a crowd,

Who’d have thought it, who’d have

Dreamt it, what a turn up and How!

Like a bolt from the blue, love can

Alter your course, take your heart by

Surprise, give you reason for thought.

A page in a diary, writ so long ago,

Tells of love that was steady in more

Ways than one. A reference therein

To a Sunday school smile, a kiss and

A promise, a home and first child.
 

© Joseph G Dawson
11/03/2019