In life's tender, early days,
We carve our paths and shape our ways.
Different Decisions birthed from thought or whim,
Our choices are bright or sometimes dim.
We tread the road we deem the best,
With hearts alive, ambition's zest.
Right or wrong, it is our tale,
A journey bold, where none prevail.
Judge not the steps one dares to take,
For life's a canvas, paths we make.
The course may shift, the tide may turn,
From errant ways, new truths we learn.
A faulty choice may light the way,
And brighter dawns, a clearer day.
Perfection is rare, yet through the strife,
The imperfect blooms a richer life.
Dreams rise vast, like stars aglow,
From seeds of doubt, the might may grow.
In every soul, a spark does gleam,
And chance to live, a chance to dream.
So let us walk with hearts unbound,
In choices made, life's truths are found.