March Ahead

Walking ahead on the path of life,
She came across a fork in the road,
Not knowing what lay in store,
She took the one less trodden

As she walked on and on,
She passed and tread many a thorn,
But she had known all along,
She would have to endure dissent and scorn.

But never ever did she falter,
In making her choices,
Though her voice was often drowned,
In the sea of scoffing voices.

She was told “Do this”, “Don’t do that”,
“This is right” and “You’re wrong”.
But never did she mind,
The insults of the throng.

For the goal was set, the mind made,
And she listened to her heart,
And walked steadily on and on,
‘Cause she’d got the right start.

Time rolled by, she’d reached her goal,
Now she sat in retrospection, alone,
Thinking about the road she’d chosen,
About whatever she had done.

She guessed, and was right too,
Those who take on life’s challenges,
Leave footprints in the sands of time,
And only them fate encourages.