Sometimes with One I Love
by Walt Whitman
fear I effuse unreturn'd love,
But now I think there is no unreturn'd love, the pay
is certain one way or another,
(I loved a certain person ardently and my love was
Yet out of that I have written these songs.)
I wrote a prompt on 13 February 2013 at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads that gave some variety to the traditional Valentine's Day. Some gorgeous poems reside there, including mine. I am astonished to finally be finding so many positive images in a growing up time that I used to love to hate. Walt Whitman expresses that, too, in his tiny poem above. What a switch to learn that love is returned, noted, felt and moved, moving in return.