Ah me, so many times I’ve gone for the cover and not the book,
Seduced by alluring looks, blind to bad or incompatible qualities,
Wasting years with the wrong women when a less alluring woman
Might have been a better read for a loving faithful girlfriend or wife,
Now I’m seventy and nine years and alone with less market value
Bemoaning why I couldn’t have made better choices
And avoided incompatibilities, heartaches, and broken dreams.
Maybe I’ll get another chance in the afterlife and do it right.
Bob Boyd
