The Choice

Digression today...but not really. Writing about Shakespeare's love sonnets and his fractious feelings, I thought of one of my own poems; a short poem on choice. What rationale does one follow when one chooses a partner? Is there a right and wrong? What is right? What is accepted? Do you choose what brings physical happiness? What brings you emotional happiness? What is sure to make everyone around you, family and friends, happy? To you I leave the answer.

So close was love

Like breeze of voice

Breathing softly

Softly teasing

So close were we

With chance of choice

Choosing wisely

Wisely cheated