What makes you believe you still have options?
'I was told it is never too late.
With a taking of my time to make up my mind.'
I see. And by who?
Who or whom convinced you of that?
'The one who owned the store.
I was told anytime I could return back.
When I made my decision.'
That store no longer exists.
'So what are you saying?
It's too late?
Why are you walking away.
At least you could have the courtesy,
To respond.'
Note:
What is the moral of this story,
As this example applies to life?
The obvious does not need explanation.
And if it does...
Consider yourself not alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem