I inhale...

I inhale
And run for cover
If I breathe out
Will I find another?
Of course I will
I open the door
I see the moment
and off I go.


I’ll find my way
I’ll cross that bridge to a new place
I’ll be okay
Slow and steady wins the race
And I might cross the finish line today.


Just like spring
Into summer
I can change
But I’m not the weather
Clouds will break
But my umbrella
Will keep me safe
Until I get home.


I’m on the starting block
The first lap of a marathon
I might be better off
If I walk, I will not run
When I hear the starting gun
I wait for my time to come
I might be better off
And I know it won’t be long.


Jen Hirsh, Finish Line (2011)