I am Meadow.

I am young.

I am walking swiftly through the aisles of Marrazzo's, keeping one eye on my mother

and the other on the vast world before me.

I am cold against metal playground bars; I am playing with my friends.

I am absorbing everything, my mind is a blank page , I am innocent.

God is with me.

I am crushing crisp autumn leaves beneath my feet, anxious but excited.

I am soaring through the sky, I am touching branches, I am hitting the hard hard ground.

I am trying, I am succeeding.

God is with me.

I am laughing, I am crying, I am tired, I am wide awake.

I am riding my bike in an endless circle. I am fast.

I am sketching, I am erasing, I am doodling, I am tearing, I am drawing,

I am keeping forever.

God is with me.

I am new, I am confused, I am lost, I am in search of myself.

I am accepting responsibility, I am taking chances,  I am making good decisions,

I am helping others.

I am growing up.

God is with me and has been throughout my entire life.

I am a Christian.