Roam

I love this and simply wanted to share it on my blog…

Introvert Playground

When all I can say is repeat what’s been said

It’s hard to believe that the words in my head

Are anything worthy to write or be read

Perhaps I should focus on running, instead.

For who reads newspapers half a day old?

The company’s heart’s barely beating, I’m told

Surely my paper and life’s work will fold.

What could be better than hitting the road?

Making the stories I’d once been reporting

The future, the past, and the present distorting

What would mom say if she saw me resorting

To running and laughing and shameless cavorting?

As it turns five and of course I head home

The sky is an ominous gray monochrome.

I wonder which parent gave the chromosome

That gives me the hesitant instinct to roam.

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Author: Davina "Dee" Lyons

Davina Lyons is a Speaker, Educator, and Life Transformation Strategist who has a heart to serve women who lack the plan or confidence to WALK in their PURPOSE.

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