Chug Chug Chugging along
Train blows by like a whistling song
Moving fast then moving slow
Where we are going no one knows
High up in the mountains
Then down to the sea
We follow the road
Down a path that will only grow
Stop and go, right or left
Which way to go, only I will know
I make my decision, hoping it is the right one
Now a winding road comes around, the curve is bowed
My journey is long and winding
I take it to the left and then to the right
Hoping my path will lead up to the end
How do I know if my choice is right?
So many paths to choose from
My oh my am I here to stay
Stopped for a few but time to move again
I think I am on my way
Finally the end is near
My path has led me to redemption
I have made so many mistakes in my life
My choices, in the end, were given an exception
Written July 29th,2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem