The Mercurial Tom

Graveyard of Memories

Destroyed.
Engulfed with emotions.
A chance missed.
Dandelions in arms, he strode in.

Marigolds swayed as he passed,
Engulfed in bitterness he walked on,
Modestly, bowing to grievers.
Over that stone, his destination.
Rain poured,
Integrated with footsteps,
Echoed a sad tune.
Settled his flowers on the "TOMb".

"How can I find another job now?"