What happened to the woman
that I once use to be?
When did I start being afraid
of jumping from a tree?

I use to climb those branches
right to the very top.
My dad would yell up at me
''OK, You better stop! ''

I use to be so fearless.
I never was afraid.
Now I cringe at just the thought
of stepping from the shade!

My courage must have left me
like so many have before.
I have to reach within myself
to get through what's in store.

I know that woman's in there.
She wants to take the plunge.
For now I'll just look off the edge
from a very distant lunge.

Mary Nagy

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-woman-i-once-was/