What Might Have Been
It's said a rising tide will lift all ships
And from what I have seen I've found that true
But also comes the wind that blows and whips
And sometimes sinks only a ship or two
For ships are made to float atop the sea
Yet storms determine whether hulls are sound
And even sturdy ships with rudders free
Can suddenly find themselves run aground.
Alas, my friend, that's where we've come to lie
On land where neither tides nor wind can sway
I hope once more we'll sail under the sky
But fear that on the land that hope will stay
I wonder even now what might have been
If diff'rent choices had been chosen then
6.16.19
For Choices poetry contest sponsored by Sara Kendrick
Picture #1 (What might have been)
Copyright © Jesse Rowe | Year Posted 2019
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