Creative writing assignment #1 (Jan.15,2013)

My inner poet is a young calf standing up and taking it's first steps. Shaky and unsure, weak and determined, so pure and untainted and undisturbed by the pains of life. My inner poet feels as though there is a blank canvass and every type of medium to adhere to it. There is a thirst for inspiration and knowledge that knows no bounds and never quenches. My Poet will forever be free, falling into the deep hole leading to Alice's (Or Ally's) Wonderland.