And so the mood for the day has been set
I've been left alone
Finally
Finding the task of finding me
To be blindingly tough
Even though sometimes continually trying sucks
And I've cried enough
I still keep climbing up
That's why I'm rising up
To find out what
Matters most to me
It's this
It's mostly this
That puts me in motion quick
And so I'm devoted to it
I'm focused with it
I go with it
And keep going
Can't look back
I'm going quick
The motion is quick
Even over broken bits
And rough terrain
It's all conjured up in the brain
But the heart was the starting point
I'm starting to point
My finger in the mirror
As I say
'Right on! '
Then I write on
The mirror
I sign
My name and the date
Renda Writer
1/18/09
It's go time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem