Searching For Adventure Poem by Amber Glistener

I pray for adventure.
It is my desire.
My passion and dream that one day it shall be.
My life, an adventure.

But I do not know if I am ready for it.
To leave everything I have ever known,
is a scary thought.
Adventure is my drive.

The life I lead now may not be a bad one,
but how long with all this goodness last?
Slowly draining laughter that comes after crying.
Raining that sparks a fire in something that might not be ready for the flame.

As the hail bombards the roof,
I think to myself,
staring up and crowded in with my piers,
breathing hard out of fear.

I beg and plead for change,
but what if I fear this change,
a dread that shouldn't overwhelm me,
it just might envelop me.

For all the children out there,
we are all looking for adventure.
For all the children out there,
we all will soon be an adventure.