“even better”

Written for:  The Twiglets #257 - "even better"

The joy on someone's face
when they open your gift
is even better than getting

She took odds
he took evens
she lost bet.

white lotus blossom
floats in gleaming lake, late Spring
better than photo

          There once was a man from Calcutta
           who had never tasted real butter.
             His first taste was on toast,
               he said, I must boast,
       it's better than spreads whose color is duller.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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