By David Smith November 1, 2013
A casual acquaintance on my daily walk
Exchanged a few words,
Just small Talk
A leaf slapped my face on that windy day
It’s only a leaf!
I could hear her say
It felt like a slap with passion and sting
While talking to the woman and everything
It hurt much less than an emotional slap;
Cause there was no rejection with tempers that spat
And that slap of a wind driven leaf
It’s only an accident that brought some relief
A slap on the face has emotional scars
And drives men to drink and to frequent bars.