Baby Steps Still

First steps are hard.
First steps are freeing.
First steps come fast.
First steps bring feeling.
Legs must move too
Unless we are to fall.
Today I step again
To answer the call.

A year ago, I started a blog to share my poetry.  Scared and unsure, I kept my name off of it.  Today I am still baby stepping and stutter starting but I am a better walker than I was a year ago.

Movement, failure, falls, and triumphs must push my legs, my words, my path. Legacy is not born over night.

That is all.



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