Wrong Choices

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and we stopped and we just couldn’t decide.

And couldn’t decide,

And couldn’t decide.

So we chose a path (because time and money demanded it),

and the further we went, the worse we felt.

So we turned around,

And walked back to where we started.

And now we don’t wonder which path to take–

We KNOW what path we should be on–

All because we took the path

That was not meant for us.

And that the wrong choice

is sometimes the right choice

to lead us to the best choice.

#nationalpoetrymonth