Fierce.
Cruising down a dirt road,
Windows down,
wind blowing through my long, brown hair.
Not a care in the world,
Not a worry in mind.
A smile plastered on my face.
Nothing could make it fade.
Filled with the feeling of freedom and hope,
anticipation and zest.
Heart wide open, pedal to the metal.
Why?
Because today, I’m living for me.
Because today, I’m on my way!
Copyright © Rachel W | Year Posted 2010
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