Road You Chosen

When I first met you my life, you were adorned with word. Nothing mucky could you touch. Your road was I thought, homeward. Your shady, serene, grassy road, went to a peaceful, green orchard, Seeing you treading on its path, I listened linnet's song unheard. Ah! what a day it was! I sat with earnest desire, to talk, to see, and a keen listener of your sweet tongue, I wanted to be! But, now you have chosen a way, which pains me, takes my soul away. My wish to live in this world, goes with your walks, everyday!