Choices Are
Choices are…
Decisions we make everyday.
Do we stay and fight our own battles,
Or turn tail and just run away.
Left or right at main street—
Which sweater goes with these slacks?
Paper or plastic or something fantastic
Is it way to late to turn back?
We worry and fret over big things.
As if we had chance to make sway.
The big moves in life were decided,
By the small ones we made yesterday.
