I had read this poem several times in my younger life and I didn't really see why people liked it. I think I thought the rhyme was dumb, the content ordinary and the ending incomplete. I am not sure what has changed in me, and I don't know when, but I know it is for the better. I get it and love it. The rhyme is lovely and it is so far from trite.
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
Jenny kissed me.
By James Henry Leigh Hunt
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