I stand silently as I look around
I see paths to many to count
Many of my friends
People I care about stand around me
Each of them seem to pick a path
They each see something that no one else sees
They had made thier choice
A choice that no one else could make for them
They start on thier paths
Only looking behind to wave
I turn in a circle as I look at all of them
It takes all I got
Everything I have to muster 1 word
"Goodbye"
YOU ARE READING
My Book of Poetry ChH
PoetryThis is just what the title says alot if not all of it will be free verse meaning it won't rhyme or follow any sort of pattern This is Chapter H This Chapter is complete
