Past Is Pain Poem by Christopher Nelson
Past Is Pain
The road I travel
The path I choose
I stand here staring
Without a clue
I made a choice
Left or right
It matters not
For I will fight
No regrets
No alibis
Any uncertainty
Will demoralize
Looking back
The choice I made
Wrong it was
But past is pain
Moving forward
Never back
I will stand tall
Right on track
'The road I travel The path I choose I stand here staring Without a clue' coin toss, sometimes we are stumped by decisions, when there is no choice, but a choice must be made
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4/25/2024 2:15:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a very nice poem! fabulously penned!