A ray of light shone through a tree
And spilled its warmth all over me
I heard my whispering inner voices
Tell me of my long made choices
Turned me wrong and turned me right
And made me pace the floors at night
I am who I became because
Of what I chose when I once was
Words of pain and fleeting glory
Written as I’ve lived my story
Days of sorrow, days of joy
Every man once was
a little boy
Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”
Ranjit says
“Every man was once a little boy.” That was a perfect ending/conclusion to the poem.