adventures in dysthymia

Thursday, October 02, 2008

MINE

What did the dwarfs do once Snow White
left them for good? Did they whistle
and return to their mine, hoping
to delve cheer from grudging rocks,
seek its ore with pick and shovel?

Being busy might not replace
being happy nor still their loss
but it's better that nothing and we
can't all be princes, you know,
nor even particularly charming.

Stephen Brooke ©2008

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