Pathway Poem by Yvonne Iversen
Pathway
By the bend,
where you stood.
Where I gazed in your blue eyes.
Blue eyes.
Just blue.
I walk here now.
Not totally alone.
The ghost of tomorrow,
is following.
Watching.
There's the gate,
Where we stood.
Where I was suddenly left,
left alone.
By myself.
I never looked back,
nor did you.
I believe.
It might be better that way.
Do what's one's ought to,
not what one should.
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