A poem on taking the next step
A baby lies eyes to the ceiling
learning to crawl, small hands and kneeling
people surround standing on two
the baby wonders if he will know what to do
To take the next step
A child riding, wheels of four
knowing what's next and what's in store
soon he will have two wheels alone
his skills he must now learn to hone
To take the next step
Fifteen-years old, he looks out the car
A new campus seems dreadfully far
From all he's had and all he's known
his courage now must be shown
To take the next step
Two friends walk together it seems
surreal at points, like only in dreams
And they don't know when and they don't know how
If this is it, the time is now
To take the next step