Eugene S.

Paths IV

Out the door and thrown away
All that you could hope for on this day

It\'s over ...never to return

What is it that was lost
So irreverently tossed

Young life ...never to return

Ever forward must we go
With what little we may know

The past ...never will I turn

For there resides the pain
No hope is there to gain

Onward ...never can I turn

What future lies ahead
Now that the past is surely dead

A path ...never to recur