Down Many Traveled Lanes: Sonnet

Down many traveled lanes I sauntered sadly, Up avenues I’ve trampled more than twice. I've slipped and in prostration cried out badly for anyone to blare their soft advice. - “Reverberate!” I thought in paths I’d fathered. Illuminate my present gifts of chance, these shreds of life that I have never gathered, the times I’ve shunned the elegance of dance. - In simple furtherance of all my sorrow, I gathered all my hunches to my chest, and borrowed all the blame that I could borrow, and never tried a virgin to molest, until the light of millions of tomorrows could pave my path and put me to my rest. -------------------------