Last Path
The path so long
before me lay
going to where
I would not go
and I from it
would gladly turn
I would follow
another way
but that choice
is not mine
and in it
I had no say
another chose
this path for me
and from it
I cannot stray
it goes into
the valley deep
where cold shadows
dark do lay
I know not if
I have the strength
to through the valley
make my way
and its depths
I do fear
that there in
I may be trapped
hard is the light
from there to see
and hope there in
to hold to
I fear that I
am far too weak
and from there
to never leave
Copyright © William Kofoed | Year Posted 2020
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