Poem: Taking Steps
Waltzing through life I wish I was. Instead, I keep stumbling and falling down, Not graciously but clumsily I'm Bruising my legs and bumping my head. What am I doing? I can't stand straight. It's okay, yes, it's okay, I'm learning and evolving with every step. I'm finding my way, I'm learning how to take deep breaths, I'm rediscovering myself, I'm creating change.