Choices

Choices

Each morning I must decide
which color pants to wear
that won’t clash with shirt
so I can prevent myself
from wearing a skirt.
Two pair of slippers
one pair black, one pair brown
each morning I must decide
which color to wear
to scurry around
be comfy and scribble a few lines
then press schedule and fly.
Choices in life are difficult
sometimes
like words that might rhyme
some do, some don’t
but at least one must try.
I know you’ll give your best
today and everyday
to bring happiness forward
it’s your choices
that matter anyways.

burn baby burn

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