Choices

A winding path
A crooked road
Choices, chances, coincidences
The things that have brought us here
How things have changed in a year
Death always brings forth new life
From the ashes of my former self
I rise renewed
Stronger, smarter, more open to life
Her gentle hands guiding me
To each new discovery
Our paths running parallel
Taking one step at a time
Each day a new adventure
One foot in front of the other
Will bring us to
Wherever it is we're going