I often remember, as I sit all alone, <br />The years that have passed. <br />For the time, it has flown <br /> <br />The paths in my life, <br />The choices I made, <br />Joy in some, but others, strife. <br /> <br />The agony of failure, <br />The happiness of success, <br />All life gives, in itself a treasure <br /> <br />Allowing to often, the pain and strife, <br />The lack in ability, <br />To comprehend, it is a path in life <br /> <br />Then I remember, how I could forget, <br />A day in April, many years ago, <br />A beautiful wedding, with the woman I’d met <br /> <br />A path in life, I was fortunate to choose, <br />Through all the years, both sorrow and joy, <br />A path chosen well, one I wish to never loose.<br /><br />B.J. Ayers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paths-of-life-a-valentine-song/
