The Choice
I've forever my thoughts, but be that it not
What a shame it would be, for my memories to rot.
Coupled with gladness and depth of despair
This is my story, it's all I've to share.
I went round the world, yet still found a home
Realizing that love is wherever I roam.
Though rough winds do blow, and my breath it takes
I still have my heart, that never quite breaks.
So far I've encountered most wonderful things
But continues that stab which homesickness brings.
Nevertheless, I will carry on
For I'm finding myself ever so strong.
Struck with amazement by what lies in store
I feel myself changing, from inside my core.
The longer I stay, the more I discover
I'm not confined by one rule or another.
I'm free as a bird, to do as I choose
To work to be happy, or dwell in the blues.
For what looks like comfort, might truly be a cage
Only living my life can fill every page.
This life may not be what I had in mind
But it's turned out better, no need to rewind.