A Sprinkle of Glitter
I watch the screen, the silence grows
These long weekends, soft and slow
But deep inside, I think it shows
That too much rest begins to throw.
The older I get, the more I see
I’m built for rhythm, not the drift
Though wildness sometimes beckons me,
Routine’s the ground that gives me lift.
Like Dad, I find in sameness peace,
Repeating steps that help me grow.
The quiet offers no release—
Four days of nothing steal the show.
Just sleep and couch, the hours fade,
No meals unless I really must.
The light inside begins to shade,
My purpose dulled, my goals to dust.
I’ve felt depressed, a useless shell,
Not even work has dragged me down
As much as stillness seems to swell
The weight of calm becomes a crown.
But something turned inside today,
A voice that rose from deep within
It told me I could find my way,
That showing up is where I win.
I’m chasing now the girl I dreamed—
The active one who ran with fire,
A woman strong and self-esteemed,
Who climbs her path and doesn’t tire.
With every step, I build my name,
A force to reckon, proud and bold.
But only I can light the flame
And trust the process as it unfolds.
Extraordinary things I’ll do—
If I keep faith and just begin.
Believe in me, and I’ll push through,
With glitter dusted on my skin.
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