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Stepping Through The Tens


20. Just beginning adulthood Leaving my childish days as I should But the childhood memories never leave my mind At 0 years of age, I was growing by the months Ever since I was born My limited mind was always yearning to learn To expand my boundaries To explore more territories I've never known before I didn't know That I wanted more. I was growing still At 10 Peeking through the gates of my parental protection The kids outside frolicking about and chasing the wind. I wanted to feel the breeze's perfection This constricted air wasn't enough for my little lungs. Because I wanted more. I was still growing And here I am at 20. Sitting in an apartment building surrounded by fresh air I stepped outside and finally felt the breeze that I yearned for in my childhood days. Yet the breeze rushes past my stress from the page I've landed on And fear for what the next chapter of life will bring I never knew outside would be quite chilly and vulnerable That's not until I broke through the walls Day by day, step by step Never was I told that life is a walk in the park But everyday I kept in mind that I am headed to my very best self And best of all, my God walks with me Has this journey ended? Nope. This is just the beginning of adulthood Leaving my childish days as I should And more is within my reach.
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