A personal collection of poems written extemporaneously. Always on my mind,. She paces herself well,. For she races against time,. She can run a marathon,. One could call it life,. She lives each breath,. As she runs swiftly,. One step at a time,. She runs with passion,. A rhythm in each stride,. Her heartbeats are the music,. To watch her feet dance,. Like a cheetah in pursuit,. A predator on the hunt,. She runs like the wind,.

Poems, thoughts stories to share. If I knew what I wanted I would go for it. I would write out the plan and cross out words and circle others. Then I would type it up and put in bullet points with an image from the net. If I knew what I wanted. I need to find something to want.