The Choices We Make... Poem by RIC BASTASA

AT THE time when the pool
was murky
you decided finally to
bathe

wrong timing i said but
just the same you liked it.

at the time when every nook
of the pool is crystal clear
you leave the place

wrong timing i said, i add
what sadness takes you away

just the same you say,
it is nothing, time is vast
there will be more choices
to make

i like you, but i did not
say it, or if you know, just
the same, it is nothing,

i say, it is better this way
no pain, no glory.