Two exits up ahead.
One to the left could go west,
One to the right could go east,
I could drive straight past
Continuing down the predictable path.
The exit on the right provides a return
route to beginnings — attempts at do overs.
The other tempts me. It is new unexplored
A place to forge forward despite mistakes or
I could just continue forward.
Going straight ahead keeping my momentum
Following the route laid out by me for me
Relentlessly marching one foot in front of the other
Accomplishing surviving plus ignoring regrets
Going forwards is best, at least that is they expect…
We had room just the right size for two people
Who had been in love for longer than we
Could remember. There was heat.
The window faced the east.
During our life together, we had the romantic
Fiery love that burned the sheets and left
Us covered with sweat before falling asleep
Only to wake again, wanting more.
Now, we share a spiritual love, praying together,
Sitting together, enjoying a cup and a moment.
We had the tumultuous love of raising a family of two
Different yet brilliant children. …
So, you all go out to eat
at a fast-food place.
The girl at the counter
impatiently grasp her calculating register,
while you find out what the wife wants
& what your son & daughter should get.
Your mind works silently
assembling the items
in an orderly fashion.
“May I help you, sir?,”
breaks your train of thought;
but you mumble out the order, anyway.
Hurried, confused, & unsure of what you got,
you carry the tray to the table
Your son is perched on the windowsill.
Your wife shouts out, “Here comes daddy —
better be good now.”
While your daughter struggles in vain
Painter and Poet. 20 year US Navy Veteran, 20+ years as a developer, married for life. Life is unpredictable. It is suppose to be fun. 💙POM💙