I like this poem a lot. How many times do we find ourselves stumbling? How many times must we pick ourselves up after a hard fall? This poem makes me think of life trials taking fatuous steps, learning to walk again after every bruise, every break.
Nicely written. I like poems that make me think
I like this poem a lot. How many times do we find ourselves stumbling? How many times must we pick ourselves up after a hard fall? This poem makes me think of life trials taking fatuous steps, learning to walk again after every bruise, every break.
Nicely written. I like poems that make me think
Short and sweet...very good. I sense frustration and true questioning of ability in this. Never question yourself. Your a beautiful person who can write beautifully as well. You're doing great :)
great short and simple poem that made me think. you'll find something (or maybe someone) that will keep you walking on your two feet. keep writing out the frustrations, love.
Nice,
Baby steps, a lot of the time we need to fall in order to pick our selves up. the picking up is the part that makes the walk worth doing. I don't think anyone ever really learns to walk. We all take steps but there can be no clear cut path to follow. Sorry for my away time, had things to manage and get my head back on straight. Missed you.
Chris
100/100
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