Apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee?
Let me count the lobes!
1,2,3,4,5,6! (poll.7/20)
I love thee to the depth and breadth,and
height, your weight can reach,when feeling
out of sight, for the ends of being an
Atlantic Giant.I love thee level of every
day's growth,by sun and fertilizer.
I love thee freely as men strive for
pounds. I love thee purely,as they turn
from praise. I love thee with the passion
put to use in my old griefs, and with my
pollinations faith. I love thee with a love
I seemed to lose with my split fruits.I
love with the breath, smiles, tears, of all
of my life, and if God choose, I shall but
love thee better after weigh-off!
kilrpumpkins