The choices in life that we make,
And the road that we did not take,
Will we ever turn back and repent,
Of the time that has already been spent?
When a dark cloud looms over the horizon,
And a fresh wave of doubt has just arisen,
Do we look back and wonder,
What was it that took us asunder?
When your chosen path comes to a bend,
And there is no light to be seen at the end,
Do we step back and bemoan,
Of the chances that have since long gone?
When Fate deals you a tough hand,
And you feel the gravity of Life’s quicksand,
These thoughts we may just have to stow,
And hope for the gold at the end of the rainbow.
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