Doubt
I forgot love once
But never twice.
I forgot the exrta feelings
The happy,
And the strife.
Never forgot the love intended,
For the love of my life.
Where are the green fields we used to roam?
In my heart full of seeds,
Ready to be sewn.
Too late she asks and smiles,
I just use me simple ways,
My lonely smiles,
The road not taken,
Or, perhaps, a dream forsaken.
Never a doubt.
Love was the prize.
Never the doubt.
