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Topic: Walk (07/20/06)
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By Kenn Allan
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
I squint between the weave;
My morning nap has left me fresh,
To ponder and conceive.
Again my aspirations flow,
Beyond the playroom door,
Just like they did two days ago
(But not the day before).
I noticed how my Daddy walked,
From room to room with ease,
While all about the house I stalked,
Upon my hands and knees.
I'm quite adept in many things,
Like how to sing and clap,
And how to hide zucchini strings,
Unseen upon my lap.
I’ve learned to play the jingling keys,
And splash while in the bath,
Yet I would trade my expertise,
To walk my Daddy's path.
But how can I escape these walls
Which loom above my chin?
It's true they cushion me from falls,
But also fence me in.
No time to muddle in despair;
This setback I can thwart,
By climbing up my teddy bear
(If he will lend support).
High above the floor I flip,
Where angels fear to tread,
Careful not to lose my grip,
And bump my punkin' head.
Finally, I reach the ground—
There’s nowhere left to hide;
Determination still abound,
To match my Daddy's stride.
But since I’ve never walked before,
With no one at my side,
Will I be able to explore,
On legs I've never tried?
The muscles in my chubby thighs,
Firm up like Cream of Wheat;
To my delight (and some surprise),
I stand on my two feet!
All my remaining doubts dissolve;
I scan the wide expanse,
Adorned in nothing but resolve,
And pair of soggy pants.
Though I tend to pitch and roll,
It’s better than a crawl,
So off I swagger toward my goal,
While feeling three feet tall.
My Daddy’s laughter fills the air,
Back where my trip began;
Quite suddenly I am aware,
There's been a change of plan.
I turn and look into His face,
Which wears a loving smile;
Approval flows from His embrace,
Which made my trek worthwhile.
Deep inside I think I knew,
He’d been there all along,
Watching, rather than pursue,
In hopes I’ll grow up strong.
And even if I ate a beet,
Or any fruit you choose,
I’ll prob’ly never grow the feet,
To fill my Daddy’s shoes.
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I had to read it aloud, twice...I love the rhythm. Awesome...a winner in my book.