Which Will Be Correct Trail

Which Will Be Correct Trail It was not correct trail that I took Should have been one beside a brook That weaved through woods nearby On my instincts and God could rely. Sun in sky climbed higher and higher Brightening up day and removing mire So things more clearly could be found As I had walked behind my hound. Always seemed to know the way back Never had he ever lead me off-track Appeared to be following scent of food In right direction his eyes were glued. This poem many times priest did mention Whenever in ranks there is any dissension When you want to be shown the right way With God as guide will not be lead astray. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran, Poet and Episcopalian RiverSea Plantation Bolivia, NC I relied on Father Dave's sermon today as a guide to compose this poem. Also, "Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost provided a perfect example of a poem I dearly love.