don't ask me where this poem came from. it just sort of arrived. don't really have a meaning or explantion to it at this time but thought i'd post it on here. i've been pretty spacey lately so maybe that's where this came from. eh! ok well it's getting late and i should go to bed. eventually soon i will.
the path i must take
is patietnly waiting
waiting for me to be ready
it will continue to wait for me
patiently
like my friends
who are by my side
they do not push
but they help and guide
they give an ear to listen
and a sholder to cry
time will come and go
and eventually
the decision will come
and when it comes
i plan on being ready
ready to make that decision
and to take that path
the path that has been patiently waiting