I used to walk across Main Street,

gripping my dad’s hand until the journey was complete.

Now, I ease my car down the right hand lane, 

gripping the steering wheel, using all of my brain.

Driving by myself for the first time, 

bells of opportunity are beginning to chime. 

A future of jobs to pay for gas money and fast food, 

The responsibility put me in a good mood. 

As I put my foot on the gas pedal,

I feel as if I have won a gold medal. 

Steering my car in the right direction,

I now have the power to make new connections.

As the red light turns green,

my life unfolds, new beginnings to be seen.