Small Steps

She took his hand
And faced the world.
A world she feared.
A world of judgement
Horror and despair.
But he was there.
He was there.
He guided,
Held
And gently pushed
When needed.
Tentative steps,
Gulps of foreign, outside air
Clutching to his hand
Her link to sanity,
Safety.
They stepped forth.
A few small steps today.
More tomorrow?

Daily poem #861

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3 Responses to Small Steps

  1. jfb57 says:

    Tomorrow may bring more steps but enjoy the success of today first xx

    Like

  2. tomfox22 says:

    the beauty of helping is its own fulfillment. loved it.

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