THE PATH I WALK

I walk the narrow path

And see few people here.

I wish I’d see it filled,

Perhaps I will next year.

I see it winding down,

The path will end sometime.

The wide road overflows,

May cross to mine in time.

I walk the path assured,

My roadmap at my side.

I know the way I walk,

Lead’s not the place… the wide.

Will you walk beside me…

Along this narrow way?

You’ll like the place it ends…

Yes, guaranteed, I say.