So what does one

Do with all the

Dreams not yet fulfilled

When does one stop

After having lost my

Love of a lifetime

I decided to charge

Like a raging bull

Into a colosseum chock

Full of unsuspecting matador’s

Flinging them this way

And that only to

Find that I’m no

Less angry and disappointed

And now in another

New town and place

I begin to wonder

Do I put away

My horns and frustration

And simply graze contentedly

On the far forty

Acres enjoying the view

And become just one

More of the many

Put out to pasture