The Roads

May 20, 2009
By sparkytc SILVER, New Britain, Connecticut
sparkytc SILVER, New Britain, Connecticut
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All roads lead to the same place,
All the roads are different.
Everyone has their own to follow.
The roads are infinite,
They never really end,
They just “mature” in a way.
“Maturity” does not come with age,
It comes when the road’s owner is ready,
When they are ready to truly start life.
For the roads, it feels like the end is all that’s left,
In reality, the end is really the beginning.
Welcome to the Crossroads.....

The author's comments:
The beginning of a story in poetry format.

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