The Less Traveled Road Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
The Less Traveled Road
Sometimes, I do regret that I took
The less traveled road
With its swampy ditches
And the snakes I met along the way
But I couldn't see myself
Taking the more traveled one
Working, getting marry
And having 2.4 kids
Then finding myself cursing at all
The decisions I had made
As I look to relieve my pain in a bottle
Of wine
And ending up bitter like my friends who
Don't see the reason they are miserable
As they are unfulfilled from cleaning the snot
And having to continue to raise them
On fourteen dollars/hour after the divorce
And cursing the son-of-a-bitch
Because he left with a younger tart
I am glad that I still pursue my dream
Of reciting and writing poetry for a living
For it's the best road I could have taken
There may never be a perfect road, but there is always a better one...A great lesson! A great verse.
Life is an unbearable art! Whatever you choose you ' ll need wine! Superb poetry LeeAnn!
As I look to relieve my pain in a bottle Of wine And ending up bitter like my friends who Don't see the reason they are miserable...... lovely poem describing the situation with so much of feeling dear Lee Ann.
Because he left with a younger tart coz he was smart in his art jokes apart lol tc the world has guys worse
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/23/2024 9:30:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'I am glad that I still pursue my dream Of reciting and writing poetry for a living For it's the best road I could have taken' - that's a very nice road to take, but I am not sure if that would suffice as a means of living. 'And having 2.4 kids'? Wondering on the point four!