Beneath a sky of di’mond blue, midst cool and biting winds,
An era ended yesterday, a new one now begins,
And with the simple silver coin she clutches tightly still,
A wish forms simply in her mind, caught up in March’s chill.
What can it be this lass might wish, now that she’s twenty one,
Frivolity and partying, hilarity and fun?
Or is it more that she desires, for years that loom ahead,
To make a difference in life, to make things count instead?
Is this a terrified young maid who stands here at the well?
Are there fears that rule her life this simple coin may quell?
Her gaze now drifts away far off, to times as yet unseen,
Fulfillment for her later years, but what lies in between?
She’s faced her life courageously, and now she’s standing here.
Will history repeat itself, will old times interfere?
Will dreams long dreamed in days gone by be future’s dreaming too,
For frightened Vron, who’s now grown up, who’s trading old for new?
Her fears and insecurities are held within the coin,
Imagination swells within, while trying to conjoin
Everywhere her life has been with where she wants to go,
While hoping all the changes mesh, and don’t become her foe.
A very simple shiny coin that’s held in trembling hand,
As here beside the wishing well she tries to understand.
Then with a sigh and heartfelt wish, the coin is falling free,
Our quiet lady smiles at last, and knows what she will be.
She’ll be the best that she knows how, no matter what her choice,
If horses with the handicapped, the world will hear her voice.
If writing is the choice she makes, then everyone will see,
She’ll leave her mark in written word, with creativity.
She listens caref’lly for the sound, for when it strikes her ears,
The future opens with its voice and speaks to all her fears.



I thought the picture seemed thoughtful and I could see how it fit how you were feeling and who you were writing about. I think that's like the mark of the beginning of adulthood when you start thinking about those kinds of things. You did a good job of expressing yourself here. 







Dee








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