The Decision

                                        The Decision

At the junction where I stood,

Were there three earth laden roads,

One covered with snow, one lined with woods,

And one where luminous fireflies glowed .

As I stood there pondering which road to take,

A traveller came up to me and said,

"Traverse the road that leads to the lake",

And before I could thank him he had fled.

So I began my journey to the lake,

And the journey was, I have to agree,

Tiring, treacherous, and a toll to take,

But it was worth it as the lake was a beautiful sight to see.