I’ve made up my mind. Well, very nearly.
How was I so blind that I couldn’t see clearly?
Why wasn’t it obvious – glaringly so –
that the choice I’ve made was the right way to go?
What was it, I wonder, that made me unable
to see Option A was the best on the table?
It’s true, I’d concede, that to follow this track
means spurning all others; there’s no turning back.
And yes, it’s a pity I’ll never find out
how things might have been; but no room for doubt.
Though, oddly, I find I’m beginning to see
there’s a lot to be said for Option B,
the one I rejected so cavalierly . . .
But I’ve made up my mind. Well, very nearly.