Friday, June 27, 2025

Little by Little: Poem

 

Little by Little

Little

By little,

We are letting go

Of loss

But never

The love,

Said the Boss. –

Loss is a source.

Lost is a cross

And a star in universe.

Loss is across

Every course

Of life force.

Loss is gross

When impose.

Love is endless

In terms of

The best part of

The love

That cannot be a loss.

Tomshinsky@2025

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