She stands undecided in the fading light of day
Looking over an overgrown path or a straight, simple way.
The sun tints her hair a rosy golden hue
As she peers down each path choosing what to do.
She glances behind her and tosses a saucy smile.
“Shall we take the easy path or hike for several miles?”
A lump catches in his throat and his mouth goes suddenly dry
When did she become his life, someone for whom he’d easily die?
“I’ll take whichever path you think is best
As long as I can go with you on life’s endless quest.
Be my partner and my friend, my confidant and mate.
Tangled paths or easy roads- together, let’s bind our fate.”
And so she put her hand in his, her face radiant, eyes aglow,
“As long as we’re together,” she said, “I don’t mind which way we go.”
© Sara Ackerman, 2017