My Way, Your Way Poem by Charlotte Ballard

I might dream of rocket ships and summer skies
While you talk of boys and dates.
I am different from you.
Endlessly, I search for one forgotten thing.
You care nothing for waht I do.
 
You are strong and powerful
I am meek and mild.
My way is to search for buried treasure that
You have already found.
 
Your way is to jump right in.
Mine- to wait and watch for just the right time.
 
Dreaming of gold and treasures
You search caves and hillls.
I search the cavern of my mind
For a jewel of rare price
My way is not your way
You follow the wind, whispering through the trees.
I follow the longing of my heart.
We are different; this is true.
But together,
We are stronger than we could ever be apart.