Journey

 I sit at the crossroad,

Wondering which way to go.

I have no idea where they lead,

I’m not sure I want to know

I’m standing at the crossroad,

Staring at each direction.

Where will they take me?

I have a closer inspection.

I’m staring at the crossroad,

Searching for the correct way.

I’m looking at each avenue,

In the hope I choose right to day.

I’m wander round the crossroad,

Searching for a way to go.

I take in every detail,

That is thete on show.

By Sam Luxton