The Roads
I close my eyes
to quiet my mind
from all the day's worries
and all the day's grind
I think of a time
when it was grand
where love blossomed over
and life was not so bland
From inside my thoughts
I see her there
her beauty shines forth
we didn't have a care
She was always there
wanting me
with her love for no other
but that love drifted out to sea
There is not a day
when she doesn't appear
with outstretched arms
and a loving tear
For in the end
we needed to take
the roads of our choosing
and leave behind the family we did not make.
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2016
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