Thursday, July 1, 2010

Hatchling

Into this life I was born
At twelve
The new normal
Fragile, like a newborn thing
Slowly I learned to crawl
Then, sometimes swiftly
To walk
To run
But still
My shell, so thin
Will crack
My delicate insides will waste
If you tip me the wrong way I will die
Yet still
Against long odds
Defiant, and straining
I struggle
A litte bit each day
Following all the others
Leaving my trail behind
To reach
The sea.


1 comment:

~Suzanne~ said...

Oh I love this! Just Beautiful :)