Which Would Be The Better Road - Poem by Frank Pulver
As I grew up I did not think that it would be anything like this,
I thought as I grew that it would a great and happy bliss.
But as I grew older and I came to the Crossroads in Life,
It made me think did I want to take the road to the land of righteous
or the road leading that was t accepted by many in the land of the strife.
This is when I got at bended knee in the middle of the road and asked him to come to me.
Because with Him in heart he could help me to decide which would the best road be.
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