All the Waterford crystal and vintage porcelain cats
you kept in your cupboard didn’t mean much
once the lights went out and our mouths became hectic.
When the trees blew down and the candles were reduced
to wax puddles, your Swarovski collectible pandas were
crushed like baby aspirins. Those things were insured, right?
Love has no insurance policy. Yet.
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No, not yet. Can you imagine the premiums? And the deductible! 🙂
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It would be a nightmare. Thank goodness it’s free, even with all the risks. xo
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It’s true. The risk is worth everything. 🙂
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I agree with Sabiscuit! Great writing!
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Thanks, Eva.:)
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