A very long time ago
A young boy was I
Unsure of the road
There before my eyes
A road to the future
An unknown dance with time
But tread lightly boy
Take to heart every road sign
And some of those signs
May lead down a wrong turn
Read between the lines
Be careful of bridges you burn
For on some roads
You can’t turn back
No second chances
Because of knowledge you lack
As time waits for no one
Don’t miss the starting bell
Or your place in the future
Some opportunist will sell
Wishful thinking now
Advice from my future self
To know then what I know now
Confidence, my missing wealth
Why I couldn’t see
What everyone else saw
The road to the future
Is an internal law
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Nice poem AP. I really enjoyed it.
Thanks for reading WC. Really glad you enjoyed it.
If we would have known then what we know now.....
I really like your poem, AP! And it happens to all of us.
Yes Fred, a very popular saying and well understood by so many. Thanks for reading and commenting.
Of course ! So agree ... good stuff !
Thanks for the compliment Bill.
That road is always there and no matter how many wrong turnings or burnt bridges you have on it it will never stop.
Good write.
On and on it goes. Thanks for the read Goldie.
lovely poem, AP, as standard with your work.
Thanks for the compliment Kevin.
Since we can not see our future, that makes our life a journey of adventure. Love the reading.
Thank you so much m&m.Glad you enjoyed it.
Love it AP. You are a brilliant writer.
Well that might be a bit of a stretch, but I thank you Zizi for your kind compliment. ; )
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