Tragedy Or Triumph, Your Choice

I was afraid to take a chance My fear refused to let him in I passed by him without a glance No simple nod, no friendly grin. And so, he disappeared, too late Could he have been my love, the one? I’ll never know, it was my fate Now I am old, my life is done. Fear makes a poor partner at night It never warms, no comfort felt It will not flee with days first light Smothers the soul, it will not melt. Do not as I, but take a chance And wash away the fear and dread Be open to life, sing and dance And welcome love and hope instead. It’s not too late for you to learn You need not live with pain and fear If someone’s love is what you yearn Reach out to him as he draws near.