A different view

Standing there,
waiting for the moon,
I turned for just a minute
and saw another view
beyond the fence;
a different set of mountains,
a different sky,
and wondered -- as we all do,
when we reach a certain age --
what life might have been like
had I walked a different path,
followed a different course,
taken the time to look
in a different direction...
See? It might have been
every bit as wonderful!


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