Wednesday, April 8, 2015

A dare poem

As meek as I am
I am up for a dare,
Never the one to miss
No matter how I fare
This month of spring,
A deadline I have set
To slow down, to pause,
Of little things not fret
The venture to brave
To triumph over fear
To embrace the water
In swimming persevere
For across from the dread
is everything I desire