Crossroads

Two roads met at dusk one day,

One was bright, the other gray.

One was safe, so clear, so true,

The other wild with skies so blue.

I chose the road that made no sense,

That twisted, turned, left me intense.

And though it led through storm and rain,

I found you waiting through the pain.

For love’s not straight, nor simply planned,

It’s found where fate and choices stand.