I’ve sat for lunch <br />On sunny afternoons <br />With a blond woman <br />I didn’t become as acquainted with <br />As well as I would have liked to, <br />But that’s ok, I’ve sat alone <br />And miserably lost <br />Quite often as well. <br /> <br />My life isn’t a dream, <br />Many men have it better. <br />My life isn’t a nightmare, <br />I should fear and cry more for others <br />Than for myself. <br /> <br />I think I’ll go to a Hindu Temple <br />And breathe in the fragrance <br />Of flowers and incense.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hindu-temple/
