Life
But a dream
I move through
Everyday
Who can know
The path I choose,
Is it right?
Or wrong?
Shall I fall?
Or Fly?
So many choices,
So many answers.
People!
Too many people!
Some paths cross,
For all reasons
Good and bad.
To the moon,
My friend,
Beyond the wall
Imagination builds,
To a place
So happy
Yet so different
From where I am now.
But stray a little,
And foggy will the path stay
One foot must follow the other to find one's way through life.