Constance Nichols

My Fire

I walked down the street just as calmly as the breeze,
Couldn’t wait to get to my destination,
Hair pulled with corn rolls to the back almost ready to fight
Mind focused on what I need to no going off track
My sack on my back with my future at stake
Been doing this mission for over sixteen years
But at age eighteen I know one day it will bring my mother to tears.

Persistent, determined, ambitious, and prepared

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