Courage

Everyone has courage waiting to be called upon.

I climb up the rocks, slick and wet,
Slowly count one, two, three,
I take hold of the fraying rope,
Hanging in front of me.

I squint my eyes against the sun,
Setting but still too bright,
I catch my breath and hold it in,
Pull the rope, grasp it tight.

I test the rocks beneath my feet,
Mud squished between my toes,
I reach inside my pounding heart,
Find courage, bring it close.

Finally take the flying leap,
Waiting for water's lash,
The reward for courage is grand,
Shown with a great big SPLASH!

Author's Note

Ah. The joys of childhood. :)

Reviews

[Emily]

I like this because it uses a lighthearted experience to show a deeper character trait. Very nicely done! Thank you for sharing.

[Katie Lynn]

Thank you for your review. :-)