Poem: I Am Called Essay, Research Paper
Why I have fallen in love with one such as you, I do not know.
The long expanses of open road call to me.
With your scared solitude and crisp winter air.
I am called.
I put on of clothing to defend agents the bitter cold.
I lace up the shoes that have been my closest friends.
I slowly stretch my tired limbs, announcing the up coming work.
I walk out side in to the cold air.
I am called.
My gloves and sunglasses go on in final preparation.
I start the timer on my watch and start off in a slow jog.
I can feel the mussels in my leg cry out.
As I finish my run I look at my watch, great time.
I am asked why I do this.
I am called.