The Road Now Taken
Collision of parts re-assembled
Colors re-shuffled, then fused,
Pattern and layout, form and design
Even better, re-folded, who knew?
Time, the ever-tough Jostler, reminds us,
With each turn of the calendar page,
To regret not the road not taken —
Laud the first, for another day, saved!
Might the trick be in knowing you’re back, now?
At the spot where you once turned away,
From the holiday part of your younger heart,
When fear second-guessed you away . . .
GREET YOUR NEW ROAD WITH WONDER