So many roads i've not taken
so many bitter greens i've avoided
though restless
and hungry
i stayed on the road
that took me home
every night
to a fire burning steady
a full refrigerator.
Boots and wallet, though, i've always kept by the door
for the day
would come
and i'd take that other road i'd mapped for such occasion.
wait! I'm thinking of going with
ReplyDeleteAnd there's this to consider: Bitter greens aren't very good, but if they're cooked right they can be tasty, and best of all, they're good for you!
ReplyDeleteWe all walk a path that we feel safe on not knowing if we should take another path. I know at the age of 44, I look back and wish I did it differently after High School. I know I can't change the past but only to see I can still walk this path now.
ReplyDeleteLove it! I've "stayed on the road," too, but I could never have expressed it so well.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you can put your thoughts into poetry.
ReplyDeleteHow this poem touches me! I have stayed on my road faithfully, never quite daring enough to map any other.
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