Wild Woman was making big bucks in the city,
but her spirit was sore, wasn't feeling very pretty.
Then the wilderness called and it wouldn't let go
and she made a great leap
to where the wild things grow.
She traded money and "security"
for the joy of the shore,
and gained more joy than she'd ever felt before.
So if you have a dream that haunts your very soul,
make achieving it your solitary goal.
LOL. For Elizabeth's prompt at isojournal: Day 5: to take a line from the Billy Joel song My Life and use it as either title or inspiration for your poem. Of course the line that leaped out at me is my title.