The Roads Taken Poem by Arthur Q. Kromwelle

The roads I have travelled are many and far
Often quite dangerous, over rivers they spawned
And so I moved onward, and forward I pushed
On the road I have taken
The roads of my heart.

The roads I’ve avoided are fewer than most
For the bad and the tragic I’ve stumbled upon
And having been hurt, these roads I have left
Oh the roads I have taken
The roads of my heart

The roads I have built are frail and they’re weak
Some are winding in valleys, through shadows of loss
Some stretch further than east, some barely leave west
Oh the roads I have taken
The roads of my heart

The roads I have travelled are many and far
I threw out my map, and I’ve taken them all
I lost sense of time, and spirit, and place
Oh the roads I have taken
The roads of my heart.