Uncharted Waters

September 4, 2017
By clshao BRONZE, Wexford, Pennsylvania
clshao BRONZE, Wexford, Pennsylvania
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A new house is like a cold pool,
A new community a cold ocean.

My old house was easy swimming,
The water warm and calm.

The waves floated with me
And my feet touched the bottom.

At sea, I was the captain,
I navigated the current

And knew the fastest route,
Undaunted, assured, familiar.

But then the weather shifted,
The once clear skies turned gray,

A new house, a new neighborhood,
A tempest of uncertainty.

At first, I kept dry,
Safe in the shelter of family.

I hesitated to test the cold waters,
Fearful of what was hidden in its depths.

Then with a great leap I plunged in,
The storm cleared, and I sailed on to the New World.

For now, the skies are blue,
And puffy clouds are dotted above,

Though I know that before long, the skies will darken again—
But this time, my ship is prepared.

The author's comments:

I was inspired to write this poem after reflecting back on my experience moving to a new school district, where I had to make many new friends. However, these situations are not always bad. Life is constantly changing, and now, the key for is to be prepared for what is yet to come.

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