Beyond the Black Walls

The Autumn breeze whispers...

Carrying with it,

The reminder of the past-

A passionate and hungry young girl

Seeking growth and more from life.

Finding her path,

And paving her way

Dejected, broken yet alive.

Today, I sit and write,

Reminded of the days...

Six, seven years apart,

maybe more.

Looking through the blinds 

As unto the past -

Grown, growing and better.

Still finding her path.