If I ever start to falter <br /> From what life has to offer <br /> With my head caught in a halter <br /> Leading me down from the altar <br /> With all kind of thoughts in mind <br /> That will help to make me blind <br /> Saying here's a feast to dine <br /> And a scrumptious glass of wine <br /> Coming from the best of vine <br /> Telling me that all this is mine <br /> Now look at this land of treasure <br /> Full of beauty and all sorts of pleasure <br /> And bountiful to any measure <br /> If I choose to keep a ledger <br /> There's exotic aroma of flowers <br /> That have blossomed and bloomed for this hour <br /> Their aroma has such a great power <br /> That will keep away anything sour <br /> Soft to the touch are their petals <br /> Found in a beautiful meadow <br /> There are beautiful melodious sounds <br /> Filling the air all around and abound <br /> So come let me take you on down <br /> The illusion upon this great ground <br /> The choice in this matter is yours <br /> Only you can open the doors <br /> The one that will help you to soar <br /> Or the one with the door with no floor<br /><br />Kevin L. Parks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/falter/
