What happened to the woman br that I once use to be? br When did I start being afraid br of jumping from a tree? br br I use to climb those branches br right to the very top. br My dad would yell up at me br ''OK, You better stop! '' br br I use to be so fearless. br I never was afraid. br Now I cringe at just the thought br of stepping from the shade! br br My courage must have left me br like so many have before. br I have to reach within myself br to get through what's in store. br br I know that woman's in there. br She wants to take the plunge. br For now I'll just look off the edge br from a very distant lunge.