It was as if my eyes
were glued to her long-locks
and the face that they framed,
her so very pretty looks.
But looks don't mean everything.
Think outside the box.
From a death-camp he escaped.
Swore he would live his life for two.
Chosen for that day's executions,
they had to take another Jew
when he hid behind a woodpile.
That night he made his getaway.
But he never lived his life for two.
Life itself just got in the way.