Enough

Walk the beach with me today,
                       and hold my hand,
                    for I am lonely.
                  Smiles are expensive,
                     and I haven't enough money,
                   for the down payment.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Teagan Avatar
August 15, 2018 at 8:49 PM
This is really nice, in a sad way.
A   Avatar
April 16, 2016 at 3:56 PM
tucker carwile jr, Nice to read your poem today. enjoyed ~LINDA~
Gupta Avatar
March 29, 2016 at 1:23 AM
Enjoyed reading with the obvious grin...
Bocsa Avatar
March 26, 2016 at 4:12 AM
Maybe only beauty is not enough for our beauty, but it could save the world-as a dreamer said...Congrat.Here is the relevance of the beautiful as play and festival of solitude.
Gazbowski Avatar
March 23, 2016 at 5:58 PM
Gorgeous write.
Lamoureux Avatar
March 23, 2016 at 3:26 PM
Ha ha, I like the humour in this one.
Buck Avatar
March 23, 2016 at 2:02 PM
Tucker: You have no idea how much you helped me laugh today. I used to be paid to talk to people that were paid to listen. Now I'm retired and don't have the money to pay anyone, nobody want's to listen to me anymore. :o) Your poem reminded me of where I find myself today. Thanks for the laugh. oldbuck
Eutsler Avatar
March 23, 2016 at 1:31 PM
Gather up a few beautiful sea shells instead--There you have your down payment.. Enjoyed your poems, Tucker Carwile,Jr!
Goudreau Avatar
March 23, 2016 at 1:27 PM
Love your poetry!
Harper Avatar
March 12, 2013 at 6:30 PM
So true about the meaning of value comes from being together with someone.
Guzzi Avatar
November 27, 2012 at 2:57 PM
Very well thought out! Light & Love
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