I will just sit here and love
While you do what you have to do.
Loving is good, since to be happy is the only thing that’s true,
And loving is happiness—before you even know what you have to do.
Being happy is the job of love;
I’m telling you to allow me enough time
To love, as I sit here, in my room, and rhyme,
And compose, on this couch, a poem or two,
And show others how to do
The same; education
Is how love teaches the nation
To do things, with sweetness and style.
What you do with a frown, I do with a smile.
What you do in agony, making work organized and steady—
What is it for? It is for joy—which thanks to me, loved before, and is beautiful, already.