Chances are, if given the opportunity,
we wouldn't change the way our lives
turned out to be. Some things, no doubt
we might have done, a little differently.
Choices we made, were strictly on our
own. If it didn't pan out, blame it on the
unknown. No one, has the ability to read
into the future, to see which way, the wind
will blow. One thing is for sure, we'll never
get to know. Whatever lies ahead, is not
up to us. We haven't any control. All we
can do, is hope and pray, that somehow,
we'll fulfill our goal. We'll just go along,
hoping the ensuing years, are kind to
you and me. Chances are, it's exactly
the way, it is going to be!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem