The road that I traveled was troubled and long
Each turn that I took could have been terribly wrong
But somehow I managed
To not get too damaged
And I found my way the end of that song.
Now the sun’s shining down as I stand under my bonnet
It’s greening the grass as I look upon it
My heart all a flutter
My voice in a stutter
Reciting my journey; words captured in sonnet.
I’m telling my story for the whole world to hear
I’m facing the crowd despite of my fear
As I finish the rhyme
I’m suspended in time
My soul lifted high by the sound of their cheer.
ShySpark 