Searching On The Road Poem by Randy McClave

I went looking for love which was honest and true
Then I was told for that quest I did not have a clue
I walked down every street and also every avenue,
Then I was lost,
What I found there was no one for either me or you
Emptiness was the cost,
That, I never knew.

Those streets I was told I would now walk alone
Another's hand or heart I would never hold or own
My sadness someday to all it would be known,
Now I just sit and cry,
Because true love for me it will never be shown
Lonely someday I will die,
After I moan.

Someday on this road I hope to find myself a friend
A person who is real and honest who I will not offend
My actions and my beliefs I will always strongly defend,
I don't enjoy being a never,
I won’t search for the imaginary or even the pretend
All I want is a together,
That is my “The End.”

Randy L. McClave