The Bird and Baby

Without even realizing,
We’ve chosen a path.
And here we stand,
At a crossroads,
Examining our options.

Some will just stop,
To look back and ponder.
A few will turn back,
To roam and to wander,
And live in the past.

I feel like I’ve stayed here,
Longer than I should.
I’ve lingered and wondered,
Dreamed if I could,
Of days long passed.

I know sooner or later,
A road must be taken,
For better or worse,
Confident or shaken,
I have to press on.

I look each direction,
Weigh the result of my choice.
I listen for signs,
And I hear a voice.
The answer is left.

-Taylor Glenn Pritchard