Goldfinch60

To The Right Place.

As I travelled through my life

I had a road before me

That I knew I would travel,

There were forks,

Forks in that path.

Which one should I take?

I would choose one

Which took me close,

Close but not where I wanted to go.

At each fork I would move,

Move further from my road.

 

I came to that time,

That time where I stopped,

Stopped travelling

And came to the place I am.

I may not have gone to where I intended to go,

But I have ended up where I needed to be

And I am so glad to be here,

Here in this place.