Greener....Grass...Now Found....At Home Poem by James B. Earley

Finding love.....'tis indeed....remote
...When sowing ones last wild oats
A pathway through...what's overdue
There's no satisfaction...thus it's true
.....'Cause.....finding love...is so remote
When sowing...ones....last wild oats

...Discreet adultery's desire ignored
Determined lust was then explored
An open book its pathway led
....Multiple....lovers'....pages...read
While sowing those last wild oats....
Search....for love...was found remote

....Now homeward bound and so alone
All self respect now come and gone
....But...in sowing...those...last wild oats
A love was found....once thought....remote
...Its welcoming lighted window shone
On greener....grass...now found...at home