If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm. I am searching, searching, searching for me. Not the me that you see But the me deep down Within my soul The purposeful me The divine me The gifted and talented me The graceful me The loving me The God-fearing devoted woman On a mission Breaking and dashing Singing and shouting me The rejoicing me The praying me The humbled me The warrior me The faithful most giving Won’t take bull Me The observer me The protector me The stoic spirit me Most of all the obedient to my creator me I am looking for her I lost her. It’s time to get her back!