Choice? by Dana E BrossardThere comes a time in life
When choices must be made.
There are some who seek the perfect life
And those that seek the perfect death.
To each their own eternity
To have them as their own.
Some have problems with thier choice
They fear, they worry, and in haste
They choose not to which they would have gone
Instead they get a life of impurity.
But to me the choice is simply put
I know myself and see the paths
Each choice is seperate and positive.
For to me the choice is reasoned out.
The dark path through the woods,
For the clean path in the plains
looks dull and drab to me. 10/03/2001 Posted on 10/03/2001 Copyright © 2025 Dana E Brossard
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