Choices
By Connie Ciccone
This is a story about Choices
The moment to moment ones made;
Choices made without thought
And the Ultimate Price that is Paid.
The last glass of wine that I drank
before I had entered my car;
Did not allow me to stop or to think
of the Lives it would damage or scar.
As I woke from a daze in the hospital
not knowing what I had done;
The looks on the faces of my loved ones
were of shock, sorrow, and stun.
I cried from the pit of my soul
when at last the worst was revealed;
Two precious souls that were lost
and my moment of Choices was then sealed.
I reached for the hand of my Father
I cried Please take me not them;
His Choice in that moment of Love transformed me
and my witness for Him then began.
There are many Choices of Tragedy
the moment to moment ones made;
will you sacrifice your life for another
Before you enter your car in that way?
I Pray my story of Choices
The moment to moment ones made;
will reach inside the soul of your heart
and each Choice you make will be weighed.
For this Is a Story Of Choices
The moment to moment ones made;
Choices made without thought
And the Ultimate Price that Is Paid.
Connie Ciccone © June 2007