Hundreds of men all over our city
wanted to be with her forever.
Her incredible, mind blowing beauty,
her never forgettable sky blue eyes
gave her a mesmerizing appeal
to any man who was blessed
with the godsent sight of her.
But of the legions of men she
could easily have been with,
she chose a disreputable one
who broke her beautiful heart.
Maybe the heart truly knows
what if really wants for love,
but I have to wonder if her
head got in the way of making
a decent and deserving choice.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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