Must run-don't stop, keep on going, fast through towns & woods, o'er mountaintops of snow, let the gracious wind push me forward, past friends and animals, keep going wind, go! Don't look behind, pace me like water flows about the creek, where people drink, just let people forget me poco a poco* I'll fade away, like a gray silhouette shadow dancing a calm, graceful minuet. I wish I could stay & explain my ways, but I can't, must press on. So please don't fret, just forget me like a bad matinee. I've forgotten why I keep going on, But that's the way life is, I am the pawn.
*poco a poco is a musical term meaning "little by little"
Found this Spenserian sonnet I wrote in either junior or senior year of high school, which was 10 or 11 years ago.