As time moves along,

And life pulses and pauses,

When all is said and done,

And the decisions are made.

Life comes to roost and ideas come in,

I stand and sit still,

Unsure of the path ahead,

This is an extreme detour,

In a life of a simple girl,

I will therefore gather the courage,

To pick my battle axe,

I will not fail but I need the wind as an anchor,

To lend its strength to this budding girl.