The lady.

Struggling with a dilemma. Give me your answer I will complete the poem.

Paths forked into two,
My steady pace came to a halt.
The juncture I stood presented me
Two paths on which to tread.
Each lead to my destination
A pretty picture of tomorrow
Each path was inviting
Graveled and shaded with lilacs
that swayed in summer breeze.
The right enticed me with pretty flowers
The left had sublime shade
In dilemma I was flung.
Which path to tread to reach my place


Abhra Pal said…
If both the path is equally beautiful, is it really a matter of choice?
JD Haggard said…
Choose the shade for it will shelter you from the sun. The flowers may be beautiful but do not seem as comforting or helpful as shade.