It's better to say too much, than never to say what you need to say again....

This year, my goal is to change a life, a tire, or a light bulb.

Surrounded by reminders of who she is,
looking out at all that's possbile
her heart beats hard
and she cracks a smile
as if to tell the world
"i've got a few tricks up my sleeve"
and even if they don't all work out
i'll carry the memory with me
like a passport of a life
well lived.

Her bags are worn
and her shoes,
they're dirty.
Drapped in hand me down
dreams and sweatshirts,
she checks her rearview mirror
just to make sure her lip gloss is ok...
and she blows a kiss into the air
leaving her scent on the wind
and she hits the gas.