Down this path,

Path so warm and comfy,

Right from yesta,

A yesta that I call you my better half,

My half never to let go-

But value to eternity.

 

Down this street,

Street once eternity,

Full of life and hope,

A hope to be torn apart,

By our rivals,

Rivals arising deep within.

 

Down this life,

Life so cold and lonely,

Lonely taking a street,

That led to separate ways,

And a path undertook,

Only to drive us away,

Away never to meet.

 

Changes to embrace,

Down a road- never to follow,

A path not to underake,  and

A street never to use,

Cause divertion of life- is all we get.