The Odds Weren’t In Our Favor
A classic exit affair, she called it—
and the diploma on the wall
backed up her assertion. With
our passion hot as high school
sophomores, well, the odds
weren’t in our favor.
But even when they’re stolen,
the seeds of love will flourish
when they fall on fertile soil,
and passions well tended
bring forth the bounty of devotion.
Eighteen years proves all of this is true.
Alan Abrams was once a motorcycle mechanic, a carpenter, a builder and bootleg architect; now a scribbler of stories and poems.
Image: Geoff McKay from Palmerston North, New Zealand, CC BY 2.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0, via Wikimedia Commons