The Choice - A Poem
Posted: 02 Aug 2009, 06:07
Walking down the lane,
I could see thy silhouette in the evening sun,
Like a picture frame,
Making out just outlines I stop,
Trying to distinguish between them,
But alas! For me the sinking sun still holds fire,
I see you waving, clapping,
As you urge me on,
“Don’t just walk, run, dear”,
I come across a fork,
One path going straight and one going left,
If I took the other one I shall lose sight of you much earlier,
Than I would like,
That’s why I took the straight one.
any comments? i know looks bad but still....
I could see thy silhouette in the evening sun,
Like a picture frame,
Making out just outlines I stop,
Trying to distinguish between them,
But alas! For me the sinking sun still holds fire,
I see you waving, clapping,
As you urge me on,
“Don’t just walk, run, dear”,
I come across a fork,
One path going straight and one going left,
If I took the other one I shall lose sight of you much earlier,
Than I would like,
That’s why I took the straight one.
any comments? i know looks bad but still....