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Entries in Falling in love is like owning a dog; Taylor Mali poem (1)

Tuesday
Feb142012

 

Happy Valentine's Day!  We hope you feel loved today, and in the spirit of the holiday we would like to share one of our favorite poems.

 

Falling in Love is Like Owning a Dog

by Taylor Mali (shared with poet's permission)

First of all, it’s a big responsibility, especially in a city like Seattle.
So think long and hard before deciding on love.
On the other hand, love gives you a sense of security:
when you’re walking down the street late at night
and you have a leash on love
ain’t no one going to mess with you.

Love doesn’t like being left alone for long.
But come home and love is always happy to see you.
It may break a few things accidentally in its passion for life,
but you can never be mad at love for long.

Is love good all the time?
No! No! Love can be bad. Bad, love, bad! Very bad love.

Sometimes love just wants to go for a nice long walk.
It runs you around the block and leaves you panting.
It pulls you in several different directions at once,
or winds around and around you
until you’re all wound up and can’t move.

But love makes you meet people wherever you go.
People who have nothing in common but love
stop and talk to each other on the street.

Throw things away and love will bring them back,
again, and again, and again.
But most of all, love needs love, lots of it.

And in return, love loves you and never stops.