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When I was a small and cherubic, sensitive, dreamer child I took my first steps and fell. You picked me up as I cried in roaring exhalations, "My sweet baby," you said, and held me with love when I was four. |
Copyright ©2015 Ashi Shadow - 9/12/15 morning.
On first steps of adventure, not literally first steps.
On a feeling.
On mom, and how she loved me for being a sweet sensitive dreamer child.