02/10/2009

First Steps

First Steps

Some time after my first birthday and before my second,

I began to walk.

I don’t remember much of those first few steps but I guess some of them weren’t too good.

I don’t worry too much about those awkward, misdirected, stumbling steps these days.

Sometime after my first birthday and before my death,

I began to talk.

There have been a lot of awkward, misdirected, stumbling steps since then,

and I guess some of them weren’t too good.

Sometime between now and then,

I think I’ll make a lot awkward, misdirected, stumbling steps.

Somebody loves me.

© Steven Fletcher

February 10, 2009