We came to the fork dividing the paths
And as the sun shined through the wooded sky
With the breeze brushing soft strings
We stood still
Farther along observing our own roads
Though the ends were shrouded
They twisted and snaked along
Some rocky
Others small, narrow
But to all they were right
Right where they belonged
And though they looked long
We knew somewhere along those trails
However rugged they may be
We would surely cross paths again
And as we stood against the setting sun
The warmth of memories swirled again within us
Keeping us warm for the journey to come
Together looking back, one last time
Seeing the road we had traveled long
Our footsteps marked the sands
We remembered where we fell
Where we stumbled
But here we all were in the end
Readying ourselves for another adventure
I gripped what I had upon my back
And with our treasures we had all discovered in tow
We had our parting words
And left smiling