Saturday, September 16, 2017

POEM: forward

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(originally posted August 2, 2011)

Yesterday I had the pleasure of spending time with my friend Susan and her two boys: 10-year-old Riley, and Aiden, who turns 2-years-old today! We fed ducks - or at least the boys did.  

Naturally, the newest walker of the four of us led the tour around the duck pond.  Aiden's determined and fearless leadership inspired me to write the following poem.  

Happy Birthday Aiden!

forward 

i don't know where i am 
i don't know how i got here
and i don't know where i am going
but i am determined to get there

i feed the ducks
then walk down the path

there are no steps backwards

i need no arrows
i need no directions

everything and nothing is in front of me

i speed up recklessly on a whim
to celebrate the simple joy of movement
to help me get somewhere faster

my stiff-legged steps may be awkward
but my steps are right

i am momentum

i am in the lead

i am propelled forward
it is the only way i know to go







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