Courage To Grow
My heart races as my name is called up,
Please, try not to worry Sara, good luck.
My mother handed me a water cup,
Telling me not to focus on the ruck,
As parent-made applause begins to roar,
Eyes once on the ground shifted from the floor,
The light centered on me was glistening,
The adrenaline in me quickening
Thoughts are disintegrating from my mind,
I find within myself a faith unmined
So strong I recall everything in time,
Fully prepared it is now time to shine,
The glance of the judge stills the growing din,
I draw my final breath as I begin.
Copyright © Sara Yemane | Year Posted 2015
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