Baby steps
It happens little
by little.
A little girl
taking steps,
unsteady at first until,
stepping a little farther
into the future every day.
A young woman
walks across the stage
in her graduation gown.
I remember that little girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That was a sweet poem, i liked it. It reminds me of my graduation that I just had a week ago. Nicely Written. H&K's Jessica <33