reflections

sometimes the choices we make last a life time

 

 

Stand you may but you are never alone

even if your life into turmoil is sometimes then thrown

you may look out at the world and wonder why

that some lost opportunity did pass you by

but reflections of the past have no point now to make

as the future is the path and the roads you will take

so think and hope that you do what ever is best

and never on your laurels should be seen now to rest

you have got this far with your decisions and fate

till it come to you should never stand and wait

the world and its time can never slow

so get on your skates an away you will go

the horizons you seek are within your view

and the the options you now reflect will be opened by you

 

poem by ironmonger

 

 

 

 

 

 

Done