poem of the day December 9 

I did not know

whether to take

the high road 

or the low road

The traveled or 

the less traveled 

Both were headed

in the same direction

So I rented a car 

A smart car that could 

help me to a decision 

but since the roads

started and ended

at the exactly the same place

All the smart car

could do was tell me

the time of my arrival

so I spent the whole day

circling my indecision

until I came to the conclusion

the road really does not matter as long

as one gets to where they are going