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Brown Penny by William Butler Yeats

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Brown Penny

I whispered, “I am too young,”
And then, “I am old enough”;
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
“Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.”
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.

**This poem was recited to me many years ago because of my own brown and copper colored hair.

For some reason it popped back into my head recently…

For me the words are a delightful metaphor of love’s attractions and entanglements.

Photo taken by sirensong1208