The news comes fast,
Unless it’s slow,
A heart that hopes
Has far to go.
And news seems bad,
Until it’s worse,
The heart contentsItself with verse.
I put this on facebook just now... so those readers who know me there may have seen it already. I don't often put poems straight onto FB but the small ones fit on there quite neatly and I'm sometimes tempted. I have yet to tweet. In any sense.
Anyway, see you on the other side.