The Road

The road once traveled was paved with gold,

Tree-lined, green grasses, and wildflowers unfold.

Forks appear, curious and tempting,

Calling softly for the soul to travel.

Now lost and bewildered this path to unravel.

Bare feet now tread this rocky road,

No wildflowers, no grasses, no trees standing bold.

Chances and choices, I am now to suffer,

No flowers, nor trees, no shade to buffer.

Barefoot on this rocky road,

I have made mistakes  so I am told.

Turn back, be brave and bold,

And hope once more for shades of green and gold,

Sprinkled with many colors for me to behold.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Rose Avatar
November 21, 2019 at 9:32 PM
The sentiment and vision are pure of heart..... and this is all that we as poets could possibly hope to convey through our soul searching work. I see your heart, feel the pain and the taste the hope. Well done. Darrell
Toney Avatar
May 22, 2019 at 3:44 PM
As the sage once said, `life is what happens to us while we're busy making other plans.' Louise, I can appreciate your poem now that I have some years on me :) I am encouraged by your positive ending. It's like Dr. Seuss said: "You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose." Cheers! ~Mark
Kwalton Avatar
May 22, 2019 at 5:57 PM
Thank you for taking the time to read it, let alone pay me the honor of your comment. Very honestly, although very personal, I did not believe I expressed the theme very well. You have given me hope that I may just be able to write much better someday. Thank you again.
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