Youthful Choices
my Johnny Boy please use your head
don't go too far away from home
head for the gold at rainbow's end
not a good choice alone unknown
I'm Johnny Boy I've made my pick
not left or right which one to choose
I'll take the cloud where angel sits
all seem the same nothing to loose
first love is sweet ne'er to forget
it mattered not soon went their way
our Johnny Boy had no regret
for sixty years savored one day
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found this of love that Johnny had
though you travel from home so far
making your choices good or bad
savor the rose your way is hard Photo and Poem Copyright
© 2010 Jimmiehov
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Prompt word, Choices, suggested by Joseph Harker at naming constellations
Find more poems at One Single Impression using "Choices" as prompt
For my short personal tale about these clouds, please go here.
Some scribblings:
left or right
right or wrong
wrong or not
knot or untied
tight or loose
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