Soul Mirrors

Welcome to my poetry.
Enjoy a few reads and have many nice days ahead.
Be fair in all you do to everyone and thank you for your visit.


 

The Choice

 
The straight road stopped,
Two spread forth,
I thought the South,
But took the North.
I traveled on
Through the years,
I had my joys,
I cried my tears.
I wonder now,
Mind and mouth,
Was it right
To leave the South?
I’ll never know!
Life is such,
You choose but one
And ponder much.

 
W.C.Hull © 2000-4-3-149 (B)