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Advice
I must do as you do? Your way I own
Is a very good way, and still,
There are sometimes two straight roads to a town,
One over, one under the hill.


You are treading the safe and the well-worn way,
That the prudent choose each time;
And you think me reckless and rash to-day
Because I prefer to climb.


Your path is the right one, and so is mine.

We are not like peas in a pod,
Compelled to lie in a certain line,
Or else be scattered abroad.


'T were a dull old world, methinks, my friend,
If we all just went one way;
Yet our paths will meet no doubt at the end,
Though they lead apart today.


You like the shade, and I like the sun;
You like an even pace,
I like to mix with the crowd and run,
And then rest after the race.


I like danger, and storm, and strife,
You like a peaceful time;
I like the passion and surge of life,
You like its gentle rhyme.


You like buttercups, dewy sweet,
And crocuses, framed in snow;
I like roses, born of the heat,
And the red carnation's glow.


I must live my life, not yours, my friend,
For so it was written down;
We must follow our given paths to the end,
But I trust we shall meet--in town.
Written by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Book: Reflection on the Important Things