Different

This applies to many things in my life right now.

I am at a cross road that consists of two paths. 

Both paths are lovely.

They both have beautiful trees and colorful followers, 

all kinds of wild life and large bodies of water.

The only downside was that they are both beautiful. 

They each had different kinds of trees, and they each had different kinds of flowers. 

One path had roses and tulips, and one had dandelions and daisies. 

And that was exactly the problem. 

I loved all four. I loved the roses, dandelions, tulips and the roses,

And I didn't know which I wanted to have in my life everyday.

I didn't know which I wanted to see everyday when I walked into my kittchen. 

And that was exactly what the problem was. 

They were both perfect in their own ways- 

and I've never been one to merge. 

Reviews

[Richard]

I really liked this :)
it's nice to see a poem that's uncertain like that
and about real things
this was just really great