I had been running too fast, too wild
Eager in my need to reach the end
But now that the race flag tickles my nose
I wonder which way does the road ahead bend?
For the end I pictured is hardly the close
And there are miles and miles stretched before me
Of winding roads, some straight some steep,
Waiting for me to choose to a part of them be
But which way do I go? I grope for the answer
As time slips beneath my feet , smooth and deft
Waiting for none, as the old adage goes
And my pulse quickens at the thought of what time's left
I need to decide and pick one path
To set a new goal and reach a new end
But now that I have wisened up to my limits
I know that end will also have a new beginning round the bend
So whew! The pressure's dropped a little
But I still need to cross the line and begin a new race
Without losing time, so precious as it be
Choosing a path I believe I can best face!
And with a sigh, I give up the comforts of the past I know
And gear up to face the unknowns in my future
With courage I didn't know existed within
And a belief that I can always start afresh, for sure!
