If I loved you more, would I love others less?
Or would my loving you but deepen my capacity to bless?
And would losing you then leave me comfortless?
Or would I find a stronger, firmer anchor for my happiness?
© 2017 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved
September 19, 2017 ~ Monorhyme
trochaic hexameter alternating with iambic octameter
Written in response to Björn Rudberg’s challenge on d’verse.com to write a poem that asks a question. As it happens, I have written a couple question poems recently, but they are scheduled for particular days in the not-too-distant future, so I wrote this short one for today.
Dark Side of the Moon 
Indeed… is there a limit to love.. like water that fills a bucket, or more like endlessness of sea?
LikeLiked by 1 person
It depends on the source. 🙂
LikeLike
Good questions about love and loss.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you
LikeLiked by 1 person
Good thing that love grows- and can multiply . Enjoyed this 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Vivian. 🙂 I’m intrigued by the title of your blog, and I will be stopping by after I practice the piano…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love the idea here and the subtle back and forth of will it or won’t it? Questions worth asking 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is one of the things we tell our child when the next one arrives – love has no limits. One child, twenty children, love has no limits. One friend, a dozen friends, love has no limits.
LikeLiked by 1 person
So very true.
LikeLike
Even I wonder at the depth of love sometimes. Does it increase or decrease with more love? You have sent me on a thinking trail 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Happy trails! 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s as if the very act of loving is the source which generates love.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sort of. God is the source of unfailing love. If I look only to myself, I will eventually run dry. But like a sponge, the more I squeeze out into the lives of others, the more I am able to absorb into myself. If I stop loving others, eventually I will become saturated and unable to receive love myself.
LikeLike
I agree. God is the one who makes it so we can love.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, He does. 🙂
LikeLike
This is short but sweet. I like the kick from the mixed metre also.
LikeLike
Wonderfully written!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much.
LikeLike
Wow. You pack a lot into 4 lines. Reminded me of being pregnant with #2 and wondering if I could ever love them as much as #1. Of course, love grows, always.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I had the same thought with my Number 2, and the same conclusion. 🙂
LikeLike
VERY late to the reading 😦
Glad you posted this for dVerse. I’m reminded of how I felt, carrying our second child and taking care of our first, loving her so much! How, I thought, could I possibly love this soon-to-be second child as much as I do the first. Turns out, the heart simply expands. We have a saying in our family, “More Love…” 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I tried to respond from my phone, but it looks like it didn’t work.
Anyway, I totally agree with you, and we felt the exact same way when our second child came along. Thank you so much for your thoughtful comment.
LikeLike