Once upon a time

There was a lady

She was born in a city of lilacs 

On the side of the pond 

Where they did not speak her language.

After years of roaming the streets

Spewing with smelly lilacs, pigeons and urine

She made the decision to leave

For her soul city.

This lady is stubborn

Her dreams call out to her

She has no choice

But to make them happen.

She had a job on boats

For three years she kept burning out

So many people, so many interactions

And then her knee gave out.

Unlucky in some areas

That will never stop her

Her knees won't bend so well

Nor does her willpower.

She has been in her soul city

Working, playing, painting, sleeping

For two months now

She is not about to go anywhere.

Happiness, fulfilment, exciting encounters

Interesting conversations,

Free from family drama, at last.

This lady is stubborn

Her dreams call out to her

She has no choice

But to make them happen

"Wake and Bake"