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Baby Steps
Take baby steps he always said go slow for if not you will fall
First I tried to run it didn't work he shook his head and waited
I saw disappointment in his eyes as slowly I stood bruised and weary
I hear a voice saying baby steps but still I want the pain to stop faster
What good are baby steps I say he winks then just stands there
I am determined to move forward hoping he doesn't see I move fast
I hear his grumble as again I fall frustrated I stand why cant I run
Sighing he crosses his arms then I hear his voice its not a game
To reach the sunlight walk slowly its the only way to learn
Thats fine for him to say he isn't me what does he know any how
Thinking I am so smart I know now I shall go the other way so there
I turn yet behind me is nothingness damn why does he always have to be right
I begin small baby steps moving forward it seems to take so long this way
Why doesn't he just reach for me help me he replies you must do this alone
As the tears start to fall I move on I'm tired I want out I cant do this
Lifting his eyebrow at me he waits time after time he has only watched
What good does that do any how you and your damn baby steps
Drying my eyes I move toward him fine baby steps slow painful steps
One after the other till I reach him it seems like I have been walking forever
Suddenly I see a sream of light ahead on his face I see a smile at last
I glance up into his eyes to see approval still he just stands there not moving
I stop only two steps left I am afraid what happens now I will be alone
No he says I promise I will watch you I reach up to kiss his tender cheek
He turns opens the door and waits with a glance a hundred words are said
Then softly I say to him baby steps right? He nods thats the only way he says
I will remember, turning I step forward out into the sunlight then I stop
Turning I ask him "my friend why do you stay in the shadows all alone?"
In his eyes I see sadness as he speaks in a whisper I hear him say..
No one has held the door for me so I wait helping the ones that ask
I take his hand from the door holding it looking into his weary eyes
Is that fear I see lurking in the shadows of his mind? Is he afraid to walk forward?
Smiling I say to him remember baby steps...
Lady
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