Sunday 7th April 2024
I stand and look before me
At the cross roads I can see
Which road to set my feet upon
When I am blind to what’s beyond
My heart is pounding in my chest
My mind not giving me a moments rest
How do I know which road to choose?
I crane my neck but can’t see future views
I decide to go with my gut feeling
I will pick the road most appealing
The real trick from here is to not look back
Always believe, in that moment, you’re on the right track
Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️
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