Copyright © 2009 Ernest Bloom.
"Lord, what fools these mortals
be!" Puck declared, and I, from
the cheap seats, was sudden-
struck by such simple wisdom.
We're all ensnared in visions
blind, or binding brute bad luck.
Should you, by chance, one day
become unstuck and waken
from your nightmare in a
dream, I hope you'll pick a daisy
and then pluck its petals,
weighing what my love might
mean, for though I know you
can't believe it's true, you'll
know no greater love than
mine for you.
