July 2, 2016 Two Paths Diverge As I sit on this bench Winded and tired Reveling in the cooling breeze Two paths diverge in a wood And I must take the one That goes uphill Not knowing if or when I will reach the end Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 0
