doesn’t stop the Redwood
trees from reaching their
heights. The moon doesn’t tell
the sun not to rise at dawn. So,

don’t you tell me I can’t
go on! The dandelions push
their golden heads through. And even
if you lop them off they’ll still

spring back on top. The baby
sea turtle climbs out of the nest to the
shoreline. And here he dives into
the sea without his mother’s company. So,

if he can do it all alone I can too
on my own. Murky with predators I'll swing
my red cape like a matador! And take the bull
by the horn. My wings shall not be shorn!