As I lay in fields of yellow,
I could see time pass me by.
In those fields , I was myself.
I didn’t have to worry about the black beetles belittling me.
I thought myself a strong man to growl and puff my chest, I didn’t think rather I didn’t know any better even though that was a lie.
In those fields I made a decision, I vowed for change so large that Nature , the greatest artist of all time, glanced towards me with a smirk.
Then she came, oh! She appeared before me.
Did I know?
Did I think?
…Not enough time!
I stood up, brushed aside my matted hair, pushed aside tears and dirt from my face, straightened my clothes and walked up to her with my nerves ablaze.
Could I have guessed what happened next?
She looked at me , with eyes that held the universe and resonating with innocence, she laughed at me!
She brushed aside my hair to reveal my eyes, damp and red.
She walked past me, I didn’t see her ever again. I’d lost her! I searched for her in those fields of yellow that had turned red.
Anyway, That’s how he told it to me, sitting outside the old veteran’s home, smoking a cigarette.
