Carpe Diem ‘ Distillation ‘ #6

A haiku created from the distillation of  an exert from Shakespeare’s 12th night…

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love’s coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journeys end in lovers’ meeting—
Every wise man’s son doth know.
 
What is love? ’tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What’s to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty,—
Then come kiss me, Sweet-and-twenty,
Youth’s a stuff will not endure.

 

hide and seek

coming ready or not 

blue toed booby

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