David Taylor - Destiny

I thought about it just last night.
I never did decide the job I took
and certainly not the way I look,
or the house in which I reside
or even who should be my bride!
Nor did I ever think
that I might take to drink
or smoke tobacco in the hope
I would be cool;
(not burnt up and broke) .

At the time it seemed to me
that I did choose my destiny
but looking back on life
(with some surprise I find)
I did not choose most of the time,
but merely went with the flow
not deciding to stay or go.
And as my river met
a raging current, I was swept.
Now the question is;
is that any reason to regret?

David Taylor

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