I have not thrown away
That which you gave me the other day.
A worthless thing perhaps,
Yet hope takes time to collapse.
Maybe tomorrow
With a twinge of sorrow
It will be thrown away.
Or, like a coward
I shall put it in a drawer
Where it shall be seen no more
Save only by me,
Though ’tis better to be free
Of both it and thee.
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K Morris - Poet 
I like this one.
Thank you, I’m pleased you like it. Best – Kevin
A lovely poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. Enjoy your Sunday. Kevin