Choices

Summer days give way to days of gray
Chill winds make me feel my age
Times long past with marks that last
Memories which never seem to fade
Most of them not wanted or desired
Clouds fill my eyes hiding winters sun
Aching inside because of the wrongs
Choices made to protect my life
Reek havoc on the parts I want to save
Were the choices made all correct
I guess that I will never know

Reviews

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2nd half of poem much better than 1st.
1st half have a lot internal rhyme and not suit your intention of poem.
but intention of poem good !

[John B]

I appreciate the candor. As with most first drafts, or spur of the moment writing, things do not always work out the best. Thanks.

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you will be better.
i know :-)

[Tina Kline]

Very good write on a subject very human. How many times over the years do we ask those questions and feel those emotions. I enjoyed reading you poem.

[John B]

Thanks