Our Choice Poem by Randy McClave

We are born either to love or hate
That is our choosing and not that of fate
The roads that we walk that is our own choosing
We know what is sad and also what is amusing
We all will decide how we want to live our life
Either to be single, or to become a husband or a wife
We meticulously decide who will be our friend
And we will also decide what beliefs to defend
But one chapter of life none of us can control
When we die, and what was our life's goal


Randy L. McClave