Big Feet

The first time is magical
for all that’s been known
is a warm pocket to curl up in
tiny claws fidget and fumble
grasping to greet the day

Small eyes blink
the world is series of smells
coloured grey
boldness takes hold
lifted from the pouch
tentative first steps
without any concept of gravity

Big feet stumble
helped along by diligent parent
who stops any falling
who pushes out into the world
to find a path of your own.

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