A Gutsy Damsel

I walked across the golden sand,

Leaving footsteps of my memories,

Follow me across the lands,

To Barbados island,

I walked and crossed the wavy sea,

With the wind blowing here and there,

Bringing to my face my perm-cherry hair,

The atmosphere is cloudy,

Making it difficult to see,

Being a gutsy damsel I move,

Caring less of what awaits me ahead,

I am ready to face the future with head up high,

The great reward of determination,

Is a beautiful garden,

Filled with plentiful fairy roses,

The air of peace and gratification is indeed wonderful,

Let's celebrate my victory,

For I have successfully crossed the sea,

Leaving behind my awful past,

With a jolly heart, I say,

A fresh chapter of my life is about to start,

So I've got to make it sweet,

Enjoy and learn the mystery,

For it shall become a great tale of history.