Which Bud Will Grow
Which bud will grow, which bud will
stay
Which branch will form this or that way
To left or right or down or up
Which bud will shoot, the other stop?
The bud I chose, it led me here
What I became was even then clear
But of the buds that did not grow
What men were they? I do not know
One bud took flight, the other bound
One sacrificed, the other found
So many buds that could have been
I chose the one I am, instead
Bill Harten
June 2012
Copyright © 2012 Bill Harten. All rights reserved.
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