Paths
Walking down a lonely path, surrounding by
giant green trees filled with singing birds.
I listen to the rustling leaves being carried by the soft wind.
One step at a time, slowly but without doubt,
I moved forward, into the light, staring up my path.
Should I choose the first or the second road?
Which one would be better? which one would be easier than the other?
The road I walked, now a broken fork and it made me wonder where they lead too.
As I did, the wind grew stronger and the dark clouds surrounded me.
Closing my watery eyes, I took a deep breathe and
stepped away from the first path and into the second.
After I did, I looked back and wondered if I made a mistake.
Then I remembered her words- “never look back in life, only forward,
and always aim for the best in every decision you make…
Do Not Lament over a decision already made”.
My mom told me this and I had always fumbled as to what she meant.
Now I realized the meaning of this simple statement she once told me.
I looked ahead and began to walk once again,
and I realized that this was not the end.
This was one of many difficult decisions I would have to face again.
I remember her words and tried my best to never look back….
Into a world that I left behind.
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4 comments:
Nice start! Anxious to see what happend on the path you chose.
Very descritive beginning. I like how you began this poem as you walked down the path. As Tyrike said i also cant wait to see how you would continue this poem and if your choice was the right choice.
well thank you ..... i hope i can finish it soon but i still dont know if the right decision was made......only time will tell.
I think the way that you ask questions in this poem, it really captures the feeling of being confused and having to make a decision. I know I have had this feeling before, and you wrote about it in such a beautiful way.
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