Stop And Think Poem by Joshua Wyatt

When i began walking this forest was beautiful.
The smell of the flowers was flowing
The sound of animals was enchanting.
The sight of the sun was warming.

I was soon joined by others
No one knew what was going on.
So we walked together,
all of us going the same way.

Then a fork in the road came.
A few went left the rest of us went right.
We continue until we found another fork.
The group got smaller again.

The group got smaller and smaller.
Until there was only four of us left.

By this time the forest became boring.
The forest became dark as we did.
I have seen it all go form beautiful to horrifying,
but i had became used to it.

After turning right so many times it was just a reflex.
I never even thought about it anymore.
There was only one path to take now.
Only one path i saw.

Until i saw a fork in the road again.
I stopped to think.
The others moved on without me.
And so i said ' ya i think I'll go left'