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Women to the left of me,
women to the right.
I am in a state of
what's wrong or what's right.

Hope springs eternal,
this, everyone knows.
Why do we cry when,
someone goes?

Must we hold on,
during this process of life,
when death is present,
creating personal strife?

I wish I knew,
I most certainly do,
when it involves someone
so familiar, like you.

What in the World,
has happened to you?
Your emotions, stretched thin,
like a map to Honshu.

A map of a Nation,
Honshu, a beautiful place.
A place of wellbeing,
among a Japanese race.

I remember Japan,
from my Navy days,
when I was a young man,
of 20 years and 265 days.

Words would come,
Words would go.
Now words are stalled,
No longer they flow.

Pushing the word,
into a writing flow,
if they exist,
I don't know.

How can you lose,
a word like "cool",
when you have become,
a real old fool?

A fool in the morning,
a fool in love.
I can be the same fool,
when viewed from above.

I want to be loved,
as I used to be.
I know my beloved,
would want that for me.

But here I sit,
like an idiotic dip,
wondering if I could
make such a trip.

The love of a woman,
pushes through,
a personal conflict,
of what to do.

There is no rhyme,
or reason to,
allow these feeling,
to confuse you.

Yet, here I sit,
all confused,
without a reason,
for what I do,

except to say,
to you and yours.
No matter what,
I still love you.

A range of emotions,
is what is found,
when regarding change,
to the environment, around.

Would you stay in place,
wherever you go,
or try to move forward?
I'm not sure I know.

Early Sun,
a dappled, grey sky.
I think of Spring,
a new beginning to try.

Trying to move forward,
hard as it may be.
It's what I'd want,
if I was thee.

I am amazed, at those,
who, stand in front of me.
When they look this way,
what do they see?

A saddened, old man,
wanting to be free,
or an old Curmudgeon,
looking a lot like me.

I want to be happy again,
perhaps dating or to play,
but I believe my guilt,
will get in my way.

I'll come here tomorrow,
Please wait for me,
as I want to love you,
I'm the best cure for thee.

Here we are,
here we'll be.
Won't you,
wait for me?

A revisit of a time gone by,
now finding the words still are needed.

I never found,
I don't think, anymore,
for the old memories,
my mind does implore.

Quiet! Thinking of the past,
Changes always given before,
are needed now, if you are,
to change your inner core.