Choices

Falstaff

Sometimes I feel like the king of bad choices
seems like I made a mistake almost every time

I was willing to listen to a thousand voices
never listened to mine.

In the winter of my knowing I took a chance
with a green eyed lady I loved again

red hair and warm heart she made me dance
I learned to enjoy life and what it means to have a friend.

Tonight I only hear one voice in my heart
her laughter and her soothing ways

even though we are half a world apart
I keep her close to me through my worst days.

God bless this woman, God bless her all her life.
in my darkness she burns with eternal light

I wanted her to be my lover and my wife.
her memory gives me faith as the day slips into night.

Esaz666

beutifull and wrote with love.