UNFINISHED BUSINESS
’tween birth and death no certainties reside.
A cautious path may lead us to old age
Whilst love requires that caution’s tossed aside.
With luck, we may end loved, mature and sage.
You were a gift, presented in my youth.
And green, we toyed with love, squandered each day
On dreams and schemes, oblivious to a truth
That, without vigilance, lovers lose their way.
Years passed, first slow then at a rapid rate.
Like double stars we’d orbit, never meet
Our union, fate would never orchestrate,
Now, with regret, I do concede defeat.
Too young, not wise nor brave, with no forethought,
That Time could steal away the dreams we sought.
Michelle
A cautious path may lead us to old age
Whilst love requires that caution’s tossed aside.
With luck, we may end loved, mature and sage.
You were a gift, presented in my youth.
And green, we toyed with love, squandered each day
On dreams and schemes, oblivious to a truth
That, without vigilance, lovers lose their way.
Years passed, first slow then at a rapid rate.
Like double stars we’d orbit, never meet
Our union, fate would never orchestrate,
Now, with regret, I do concede defeat.
Too young, not wise nor brave, with no forethought,
That Time could steal away the dreams we sought.
Michelle
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