Life, this often tangled web,
Shows a way of hopefulness,
Somewhere on a far horizon,
When I shall ably live for less.
Two roads met, but for choice,
I was struck dumb in dis-ease,
To find the heart to carry on,
This rocky route or through the trees?
After much debate I could see,
The decision rested squarely to right,
Despite that darker route of shadow,
Onwards I strode to find the light.
And it came to be declared,
The journey ever long not wrong,
Was filled with adventure ahead,
And the joy you now hear in my song.