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A poem that I wrote for a school assignment that I liked so much I wanted to share! |
| Never Alone A foggy path moves onward, Leading its way through maturity. Through the mist, discoveries, Sadness and joy reborn. Veiled hand reach out to help, Blindfolded, I must choose. Three different paths to move to, A confusion about which one is right. One day all three paths may meet, For now, there is no reassurance. Love and warmth reaches out to me, A relief to the sharpness of the air. The veiled hands slowly uncover, Growing faces, smiles, and laughs. The blindfold slips to the ground as I accept, My friends and families, they surround me. Whichever path I choose, I shall never choose alone. |