We have choices everyday,
Choices that define us,
Some of them bind us,
Like a book on the library shelf,
Others are a mere page within,
Whether minute or the size of mountains,
Taken together they fill a page, a chapter, a book,
To define our character that cannot be mistook.
Learning from the poor choices, finding our way,
leads more and more,
to making the right choice the first time,
when learning from our choices everyday!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, Richards, so many choices. Very good poem with great message. Often the easy-looking way is not the best one. I have also a poem, titled, our choice.