One Way Street

As I walk down this road, this long and crooked street. I wonder how long, my destiny will be. Just looking for signs of roadblocks or folks. Its one way this time. My last chance to repeat. Searching for signs giggles and laughter. With no choices left but a goal to be after. I want to change my life no more voices saying no. No more visions of despair and to glory this road. By faith not sight I believe in this road. I believe in miracles. They are the bread to my soul. I wind past this one way street . And choose. My life.      
-JOCELYN ROZIER