GLS ( / Bound Brook, New Jersey, USA)

February Fourth

Like Robert Frost
In his great poem,
"The Road Not Taken"
Is where I've gone
I chose to go the way of God
Instead of security and getting by
I could have had a comfy bed
Instead I cry and bless the dead.
The choice was mine
I don't deny,
But now I'm home, yet still cry,
I loved the ones I hurt the most
But God forgot, don't ask me why!
With Jesus as my way for life
His presence is love, not a knife.
I wish to greet the gates someday,
But now I'll wait so I can pray.

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