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