I choose control over my mind o'er power over yours
I chose candid truth o'er candied lies
I chose grandeur over glamour
my world over yours
...
Your word is your currency.
In this world of whimsy
Be consistent with your word
Make good your promises,
...
Dare
I looked up the apple tree
And thought...
I could climb
Yes I can
and I did!
The lower branches
held ripe apples
For though I did climb
I wasn't the first to
And so I reach out for the next
I dared, I did
To go a step further
To the bigger, riper apples
I would hold in my palm dear
For the best-is always
Where non but men of valour
Dare to reach
And I did
The fear of falling was naught