When two paths don’t meet

At the fork
in the road
there are two paths
the one who I am
and the one I wanted to be.
The two have never met.

Reviews

[Jimmy Crapped Corn]

somehow we must be able to walk both those paths, and find some kind of hapiness from both. I like this poem very much. Thank you for sharing this.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for your words. We can only try.