BY HALEY PARSONS
I was walking home one day,
When I heard a voice somewhere say
“Life can be pleasant; life can be fair
Why do you take this path home and to anywhere?”
I stopped in my tracks and looked at the stone.
It was crumbled up as I walked all alone.
The sky was empty with purplish haze,
The whole town’s sidewalk a maze.
“I take this path ‘cause it’s easy,” I thought.
“There’s no point o’er thinking,
It takes me to where I ought.
It ta