Pathways
I stand silently as I look around I see paths to many to count Many of my friends People I care about stand around me Each of them seem to pick a path They each see something that no one else sees They had made thier choice A choice that no one else could make for them They start on thier paths Only looking behind to wave I turn in a circle as I look at all of them It takes all I got Everything I have to muster 1 word “Goodbye”











