The Two Paths!

I walk along this dirt path in a forest, in the dark

The wind blowing in among the trees making the branches dancing in the wind

The smell of the flowers are in the night air

I keep on walking along this path wondering where it will take me

I stop in front of a fork on the path with two gates lending to something great or bad

On the left path is a fair with all my rides, games, food ,and drinks

On the right side is a meadow with the things I love about nature

I stood there thinking on what gate I should opened and enter?

The left gate?

Or

The right gate?

It a hard decide to make

The gate that I will enter will make it or break my life

I thought for a bit, walking to the gate, opening it, and entering the area I choose.

What gate will you choose?

When your time come to decide what gate will you take that will change your life forever.
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I was thinking of this poem walking home from work.

It is what life choose you have in life or when it comes to that time to choose a gate that could make it or break you life.

I choose the right gate, what yuor choose.