We all make choices, but do we know where they lead?
|I once knew this person, it's sad
Who didn't want what she had.
She'd put every effort instead
To the task of getting ahead.
But, one day she will find,
She's gotten further behind.
Her friends gave her a chance,
Guiding her to grow and advance.
Yes, they tried to guide her each day,
But she only pushed them away;
In the end all she learned
Is all her bridges had burned.
The moral is: Life's a river that's flowing;
Where it ends, there's no way of knowing.
By all the choices we make,
We set the course we will take.
In time we will learn, it's not how much we earn;
Life is measured by how much we return.