The chosen road

The other day I lied down next to her and as we saw the stars I asked if she thought we had different things written for us?

To this my twin replied-

For there are so many stars yet we see each twinkle differently
For every heart has its own blooming flowers
And for different eyes dream of things in ways unimaginable.
And oh, how each soul has its own light.

Yet we often stop to see if the grass really is greener on the other side as we walk down our aisle of life

For we were always taught about the road not taken but never about the different roads taken to a similar destination.