beet
jacket
tremor
bayou
elbow
lightbulb
cinnamon
bucket
elk
carport

Her cheeks were *beet* red as determination became her
She owned it was never easy to leave your comfort zone
And start from the scratch
She could do this, thus assuring herself
She donned a life *jacket*
Filled a *bucket* with odds and ends, including tools, *lightbulbs* , knickknacks And swinging it over her shoulders,
Ran to the *carport* and unlocking her beloved Mercedes, Extracted her lucky charm bracelet and favourite perfume
With *cinnamon* and floral notes
She ran to a sleek boat that was waiting for her in the *bayou* adjoining her island
Before she stepped in, she felt a tug at her *elbow*
It was a wild *elk* that she had saved when it was an infant
And now often followed her for treats
She kissed it goodbye and took a last look at her old world
A tremor of uncertainity and fear gripped her for a few seconds
Sighing deeply, she tossed her head and sat in the boat
Life herein would be difficult but it would be her journey; good or bad…!