Who I was

Every year,

as the earth shed it's skin every 365 days,

I sit and ponder the year that passed by.

The person I am today,

is not the same person I was at the beginning of the year.

The person I became fell in with nature.

Oh how beauiful she was, 

with her curves. 

I began to see her everywhere I went, 

Oh how she made me want to explore.

The need for adventurous spurred up in me,

There so much I need to see. 

As I sit and ponder the year that passed by.

The person I am today, 

is not the same person I was at the beginning of the year.