
The Choices I Make
Some things are meant to be
Like the sun that scorches,
Unabashedly,
The lush grass and the earth below.
Somethings are meant to be,
Like the things I have done,
Fearlessly,
Shoveling the slushy pathways
To make new roads.
I chose and I did –
The world will know why.
I walk on,
Unfettered.
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