My TurnA Poem by Erica
A poem I wrote a while ago, simply based on random thoughts.
As if it will always last. . .
We still Know, this too, will past. . .
Lost it thoughts that bring on more,
slowly challenging, you abhor.
to actions, absurd!
No. I think not.
Its way to easy to decide when you think you'll get caught. . .
even easier if you will not.
Pure. Plain. Shy.
I am way to fun to be.
Outgoing. Confident. Proud.
Why should I deny me the right to be me?
Whether you agree or not is not MY concern.
I am more worried about taking my turn.
My turn to do what I need to do, in order to double my chances.
Taking twelve steps forward, to further my advances.
I need to grow -- To learn more,
so that I know how to help.
Help you, and others to see the small flame within.
Ignite your potential, so we can all win.
My learning means you turning.
Turning over a new leaf.
Beginning your next chapter.
This one is sure to be less of a disaster,
filled to the brim with hope, joy and laughter.
If you could only see what I see in you,
believe how I believe in you,
the rest of the world could do the same.
Me and you.
Darlin', We could spark change.
© 2010 Erica
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