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.