I never pursued <br />Money interest, <br />Power, or prestige; <br />I only wanted to hear <br />Feminine laughter <br />And touch a woman’s hair <br />In the summer moonlight. <br /> <br />Responsibility <br />Was never a suit <br />That hung well on me. <br /> <br />But in time, <br />My wine glass <br />Was emptied <br />And the summer ended <br />With increased anxiety. <br /> <br />At some point, everyone chooses <br />Between the grave <br />And a life without <br />Meaningful luster.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-wine-glass-is-emptied/
