#56 - Two Roads

Two roads diverged in a slightly scenic wood,

And in between them, paralysed I stood.

I knew I could take the safer one but I didn't know if I should,

It was too simple a choice to give my thoughts any food.

They say if you chase two rabbits, you end up catching none.

But what if sometimes all you want is to have a good run?

What if some things are just for that along-the-way fun?

Where the journey is what you want not the destination.

If I choose to look back at my life one day, what would I see?

A bunch of untaken chances, a whole lot of maybes?

Or would I see no stones unturned, a life lived fully?

But that choice is for another day, and whatever will be will be.