The Path He Chose

by JaM   Mar 20, 2010


Each time the moon rises,
I drift off into the night,
I stare aimlessly into the dark,
wondering what is right.

Often analyzing my surroundings,
I observe the activity that occurs,
Frequently glancing at this man,
is a daily tease I endure.

His smile caught my breath,
as the light gleamed in his eye,
I'm persuaded by his appearance,
when dressed in a suit and tie.

The path he's chosen in life,
is admirable I must say,
However, it's sad to see,
that life has made him this way.

Written; January 21, 2010.

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