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Category: Writing and Poetry
I have walked many miles in many days,
never knowing which of the many ways
in front of me is the best path to choose,
knowing each choice leads me to win or lose.
Many choices I made, for wrong reasons,
the wrong place, the wrong time, the wrong seasons.
I learned the wrong path is easy to choose,
but to make the right choice, ego must lose.
I know now that the right way chooses me,
that the future ahead I cannot see.
By walking on the trail that comes my way,
I find myself on the right path today.
© copyright 2007 mikeramsey
11:31 AM
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