Bustling warriors coming together at different times, never wearing the same suit

Are you tired from all the steps and heavy lifting?

Next to and behind, playing the role of stroller or cane There is a certain harmony to it, the great buzzing of such a place with the same goal, and same vision

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The seat next to me is never empty long enough to grow cold

Does it ever make you weary, having wings?

Your answer is simple and profound, genuine, caring Stepping through countless doors we inhale new life like oxygen

Soft coos and gentle kisses, screaming lungs and howling winds, the ride holds many seasons

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My hands are held out for many reasons (too)

I am young, I am afraid, I am new; I am alive, I am with you, I am able

Fears of being too much so swiftly abated I have no more questions

I can now walk on my own, along side my little one who moves faster than time…

My mind is full of possibility and faces, thinking back to how this is reality

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Now I listen to my daughter learning

She is taking in the whole world while being MY whole world

I see her intense focus as she navigates the hurdles I view as stepping stones and hear her laughter echoing in my ears

My heart is full, warm, and beating and I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude

Kind faces gently flip through my mind and I smile

 

It really does take a village, and I want to thank you all for being a part of mine

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- N26