Who’s Values?
14 Sept 2011
The bottoms of my feet are wet
From gaps between the planks
And I have no safety net
Midway between the banks.
The risk makes me shiver,
Uncertainty bites my heals,
I’m floating down life’s river
On a raft of my own ideals.
From being headstrong
To the point of scrappiness,
I hope to find my own song
And foresee some happiness.
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