Conquest

There was a child
Often defined by her flaws
Searching for a life abroad and wild
With a mind surrounded by fences

Quiet and naive to the world
Longing for optimism and journey
To find a destination and be consumed like whirl wind
The essence of freedom

The road never ends
Every moment lived making a difference
To adorn bravery on ones’ sleeves and spend
Time enjoying existence

A child  with wanderlust is  near thee