I took a street, so straight and narrow
And my conscious led me on.
My whole life, straight as an arrow,
Free from strife, and regrets, none
Yet now and then I pause to wonder
What I’ve missed along the way.
Had I but turned aside to ponder,
Where would I be this winter’s day?
For spring and summer now are ended,
Autumns turned to winter’s chill
Had I in youth but apprehended
The joys life held, and may hold still
So while I walk the straight and narrow
Now and the I’ll turn aside
And strut my stuff like a youth callow
Upon life’s roads so broad and wide.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Narrow