The day has come; The door is shut behind. It's time for all this passion, And this mind To make a life, a difference, A view -- To take control, and see What she can do. There's trepidation, and There's confidence. But she's a purpose, And a growing sense Of those horizons, Distant, and within, That she must conquer, And then re-begin. She has no static dream, No stone tableau -- Just knows it's time to live, And time To go