Poetry Friday: Superbly Situated

I celebrated my birthday this week, and received a flurry of Facebook messages from people I normally don't hear from much. I love all the reminders of the different times in my life when these people entered my world, and I love the feeling of being loved. This poem caught my eye with its examination of why people love us; later in the poem, Hershon's persona frets that whatever the lover sees in him can always change; he wants a love that does not "alter when it alteration finds." Me too. I have been very blessed with people that love me in spite of the way I am. 

Superbly Situated
by Robert Hershon
   

you politely ask me not to die and i promise not to   

right from the beginning—a relationship based on   

good sense and thoughtfulness in little things

i would like to be loved for such simple attainments   

as breathing regularly and not falling down too often   

or because my eyes are brown or my father left-handed

The rest of the poem is here.

Here's some information about the poet and here's today's Poetry Friday roundup.