October 8, 2008
By Carli Trout, Wasilla, AK

The force you feel
when you want something so bad
that you can taste it on your lips
Almost touch it with you fingertips
Just have to push a little harder
Reach a little farther
The jealousy that rings
Within you that stings
That feeling's called drive.

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Maryann said...
on Oct. 19 2008 at 11:06 pm
What a great poem. It is so descriptive. Awesome, Carli!

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