There once was a girl named Beth,
Who ran every chance she could get.
Went thru ten pair of shoes,
Just to stay in her grooves,
And would never be content to just rest.
Then Beth’s other dreams came true
and “things to do” just grew
life as runner/attorney
is but part of her journey
she sewed, reaped, smiled and knew
Words cannot express how much I love this, so instead, I’ll just say thanks. 🙂
Very nice poem. Hope things continue to be more settled with the new house and new routines…
Thanks, new friend. I’m well on my way!
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.
Join 14 other followers
RSS - Posts