A heart out on choices in a city ©

In my heart I grew forward while leaving somethings behind,

A perfect world is hard to find.. 

Tradeoffs I made were choices that fade,

Once life moves ahead to be fruitfully made.

Through every journey I remind myself,

That when I reach home there would be enough on my shelf.

For that and for a beautiful time,

I keep working close like a rhyme.

Today I make a choice which will tomorrow fade,

But till that point my day will be made.