Last Great Adventure

 

The road had mysteriously beckoned.

One more great adventure I reckoned.

Alone ?, maybe ?, - this fair haired Lady –

would she be my companion ?, just maybe

she will join me – this autumn green

eyed beauty – in my dreams I’ve seen.

Journeys End

 

I’ve come back to a lesser place than before.

My Princess no longer – closeness no more.

As the plane arrived – she seemed to close the door

on the beauty we shared – from shore to shore.

I wonder ?, where she will take us, what place ?,

what plane ?, will be my fate – what will I face ?,

as empty days, photos, memories become all that is left.

 

B. J. “A” 2
September 8^th 2007