Sometimes we take baby steps, uncertain and needing of help. Sometimes toddling steps—surer, yet still not confident. Sometimes we take a giant step—leaping, bounding forward. Sometimes we take a backward step, when we see we’ve taken a wrong path. Sometimes our steps are joyous, running steps, when we feel we are barely touching the ground. At times we drag our feet in sorrow, grief, loneliness, and uncertainty, when our feet feel leaden. Sometimes we walk alone, sometimes with friends, family, our mate. But all our life is filled with steps—forward, backward, or sideways, full of confidence or faltering. Life is full of steps.
Poems on canvas, suitable for hanging.
Life is a lot like a garden, with seasons of growth, and rest, plenty and want..
Poetry and artwork done on special dates throughout the first half of 2011. Most of the dates were chosen at the beginning of the year. Heather always thought that 2011 would be an important, monumental year.
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