I am a bird, light and graceful.
I am a dream, pushing myself to burst into life.
I am a legend, blooming into a story.
I am a teardrop, withering in temporary distress and then dissolving.
I am a champion.
I will be
I can be
I am.
~Ellowyne Forester, age 12
And I am sure you will be all of those things. Lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The simplicity of being....beautiful...thank you Ellowyne