Leading.

Isn’t it funny?

When you are starting to think

That life’s paths are set in stone,

You blink…

Yet, their variety of directions

Has grown.

Variety:

More than you have ever known…

Indecisively:

It leads you.

If only there was a button,

If only there was a key,

That would instantaneous save me.

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  • tankermone on Nov 17, 2010

    Ah, the choices in life – yes, we make these all on our own! Great poem!

  • The Real Poet on Nov 17, 2010

    Very nice short but deeply loaded in depth. Excellent

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