In the silence of night, when stars softly gleam,
I ponder the paths, the hopes, and the dreams.
Each fork in the road, each choice left behind,
Echoes of moments that linger in mind.

The whispers of “what-ifs” that haunt in the dark,
Regrets that loom large, like shadows they mark.
The heart bears the scars of choices once made,
In the halls of the past, where memories fade.

Yet, wisdom is forged in the fires of loss,
Mistakes are the teachers, though bitter the cost.
Through trials and errors, the soul learns to grow,
Embracing the lessons, the seeds we sow.

So I cherish the stumbles, the falls, and the tears,
For they’ve crafted a journey through all of my years.
With eyes turned ahead, and the past held with grace,
I step towards tomorrow, with hope in its place.