One Step Ahead (9.7.00)

Once upon a time I was dumped. Surprise! An old poem of mine.

One Step Ahead

(9.7.00)

One step ahead,
a heart be bled,
a look before,
it spoke some more,
indeed I knew,
before it flew,
not long would last,
the fun was past,
friends for a while,
but not through trial,
and soon would end,
as joy does tend,
unknown again,
what once had been,
faces in crowds
resume their shrouds.