ALL ROADS HAVE BENDS

FEW ARE STRAIGHT UNTIL THE END

WHEN I REFLECT BACK IN TIME

KNOWING NOT HOW MY LIFE WOULD UNWIND

COULD I HAVE CHANGED MY DIRECTION?

SHOULD I YIELD AND BE LED?

WHY DID I KEEP QUIET AND LET THINGS BE UNSAID?

MY PAST DOES NOT REVEAL MY END

IT ONLY TELLS OTHERS WHERE I HAVE BEEN

SO I THANK GOD FOR BLESSINGS SENT

AND I NO LONGER LOOK AT HOW MY ROAD WAS BENT

I DIDN’T CHO0SE WHERE MY FEET WOULD TROD

I PUT MY TRUST IN GOD

ALL I KNOW IS THAT BEFORE I COULD HAVE MY SAY

ALWAYS, A SMALL VOICE WOULD SAY “WALK THIS WAY”

Veronica