Choices Comments

Someone explain this poem

This poem brings back T.S. Eliot's rose garden section in Burnt Norton. The door through which we did not tread...

Someone I know says he will only regret the choices he didn't make...this made me think of him.

It is a bit of a trap, thinking about what we should have done, a choice is a choice, we should just live with it be happy with it, fate will take care of it's own Warm regards AJS

Remember that the Road Less Trod may lead you, unbeknownst, to...a U-turn *_*

Well said, C.J....well said...well thought and composed...well done... Lare

CJ Excellent thought to start any day, to pause and reflect and perhaps be thankful for all the good choices one makes. Fortunately, as I get older, my speed of life has slowed and I'm not running off the road so much. Be well my friend. Rusty

A warm and welcome thought, quietly expressed, thank you

Well, now where were you when they dumped me off the back of a Mexican Pickup Truck, driving off on their screeching Dunlops, grinning their tacopimpled grins and showing their burritowives how to have a good time. I was just dusting myself off when you drove by: Sedately, brown-eyed, handsome, regal and in a blue dress, with a pink bow. If you had slowed down just a tad, I would have been presentable, we could have taken a turn together, got acquainted at the next hairpin.... C'est la vie. And as you caqn see, we could have lived in the South of France. Good poem. Actually, better. H