There are
trails to the ocean,
Trails to
the rolling hills…
Even trails to
lasting friendships,
And Pathways
to dangerous thrills.
I envied
couples so in love,
Who met on a
forest trail…
Only to find
them heart broken,
Witnessing
their deep loves fail.
I used to
dwell on “Could’ve been”,
Often
feeling myself left out…
I realized their
relationships,
Harbored
fear, riddled with self-doubt.
All their tender-hearted
words,
Evolved into
discourse…
The Yellow
Page trail to lawyers,
Led them to
the world of divorce.
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