Last Great Adventure
The road had mysteriously beckoned.
One more great adventure I reckoned.
Alone ?, maybe ?, - this fair haired Lady –
would she be my companion ?, just maybe
she will join me – this autumn green
eyed beauty – in my dreams I’ve seen.
I’ve come back to a lesser place than before.
My Princess no longer – closeness no more.
As the plane arrived – she seemed to close the door
on the beauty we shared – from shore to shore.
I wonder ?, where she will take us, what place ?,
what plane ?, will be my fate – what will I face ?,
as empty days, photos, memories become all that is left.
B. J. “A” 2
September 8th 2007