I Know How It Ends
I know how it ends.
Choice or Destiny - either way,
we make it.
All the paths laid out before me,
each step unknown but planned.
So many lessons in these life choices
to be taken and learned but only in proper time.
Marriage and children, widowed and divorced,
what was written in by destiny?
Teaching, care giving, loving and being loved
each a planned unplanned expectation.
It was enough though quite difficult
to meet, accept and satisfy those wants and needs.
Responsibility was taken as it came
not gladly but with love and foresight or its lack thereof.
In love, with love, each gave into another
and the call was realized and recognized.
With acceptance and quiet prayers to hold it back,
but life takes its course as intended.
I may not have forseen the journey,
but chose my way along its crossroad of destiny
and
I know how it ends.
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