I mark the road before you,
As I do every day.
I'm sure you've never noticed
My signs along the way.
But still, I'll leave them scattered,
In hopes that you might see;
Someone has an interest,
In whom you seem to be.
The signs are just reflections,
Though altered from the start;
By timid conversations,
And then a broken heart.
They make no point of order
Against your chosen life.
Nor seek to pull you over
To be a captured wife.
They only seek to guide you
To places you've not been.
To places not considered;
Rejected, way back then.
So as I go before you,
I still must look around.
To see if you have followed
The others that I've found.
I guess that all considered,
I'll have to mark them too;
So you won't see these others,
The ones you shouldn't do.
Though only my reflections,
Mine can't lead you astray.
I'll mark the road before you,
Until my dying day.
What a beautiful poem! I truly enjoyed the reading and found that this form was a truly smooth read. Thank you for sharing it with me!
i found ur poem very romantic and it is full of imagining pretty things in life that can happen when human beings are in love. it was really great. i wish u love, success and happiness...
Once again I'd like to vote (10/10) Your poetry is beautifully written. It's free flowing and full of emotion.
i am lost for words. its like my life, wot i feel right now is painted in your words. beautiful..
walking with you, then is pretty secured, as i reflect these lines below Though only my reflections, Mine can't lead you astray. I'll mark the road before you, Until my dying day. this is a sweet promise.. Wolfey, you are full of wisdom, and your words shines through and through.There never was a dull moment reading your writes. thank you for this wonderful journey with your words so full of love and concern.God bless you..Shalom Hugs, Meggie
Very nice...I felt as if I journeyed with you and knowing that safely I would go.
Lovingly designed to mark the path of a beloved..........10+++
i love this peom n kind remind me of someone n thnks for stop by reading my peoms
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is a beauty, and it can not be eaten by time. If I ever get reborn as a man I will recite this one to my wife.