BY: MARIBETH SCHLOBOHM
The choices weren’t sacrifices or fake
And they were mine to make
I wanted a college education more than a wedding ring,
Knew that learning could cost me everything.
For every choice, there is a consequence
Touching past, present and future tense.
You will make your choices too
And some of them will stick to you like glue.
Whether you marry or stay single,
Have children or never mingle,
Each choice will lead to the next one
Until you’ve walked a lifetime with or without fun.
But, remember always this:
Life leads with its little twists,
Choose wisely, but purposefully choose,
God’s way is best and for this you’ll never lose.
© 2005, Maribeth Schlobohm
All Rights Reserved
CHOICES [Maribeth Schlobohm] ~ POEM 1