Steps approaching

              Approaching the steps. Holding still until a
gust of wind presses me forward. Oh the love felt inside
one dance. The motion displayed apart from any noticed
again.

              Softly I fall to laughter as the cooling sky tickles
red, coppery strands against the shocking blues. Holding
a big grin upon rosy lips.

               A daze the eyes hold. The twirling of the mind
echoes inside a breath. Oh how one word, one gesture
opens grand levels of love. Just one look says it all.

               Oh standing still. Inhaling comforting sighs as
a memory drifts into a whirlwind. The running, the
simple joys that are carried here inside my feelings,
inside my spirit.

                So clear is the viewing inside the conscience,
firm mind. My spirit sings in the glory of Jehovah. Oh
how my Father understands the needs of this small
child, his daughter, me.

               Confident as I sigh. Exhaling all the stresses
into the sun fading sky. Oh how I soar, burst with the
softest of hugs. The kind reminder that family can
bring such a loving tearfall. The rain of joy and
happiness.

               Simple as the first steps I made. The pressure
of prayers that healed and helped me climb. Now here I
sit enjoying a view of intricate wonder. Siblings so lost,
finally finding themselves and each other, once more,
embracing.

                Indeed. One day the progress, the overturned
changes and the ongoing goals and dreams will be more
approachable. Never alone.

                Oh holding a hand. Softly, lightly patting it.
Hoping the eyes share the glory of Jehovah's bond of
exquisite tapestry.

               One tear slides in the dreams of possibilities.
Blending, leaning, trusting and loving. Always forgiving.
Yes, my dear friend, I hope you know me by now. I hope
you understand I will continue to do as Jehovah wants
to help build us stronger. My only prayer is that you will
do the same.

              Do you feel, know, ask yourself this question:
is it possible? Through our Father,Jehovah, God anything
is, right?

              Ah a sigh settles inside heated aromas of
vanilla and chocolate. I send a warm hug to you. I know,
one day, I too will receive one in return.

              Holding onto the hope, the dream I pray for
every chance I gain one more step closer to strengthening
the tapestry of our friendship, our family. Do you?

           Oh one step at a time. Patience we both have learned.
More and more we attain to gain a piece of the joy and
approval of Jehovah.

           So smile with me my dear friend as a few droplets
exit my almond shaped blue slates. Join me in a joy of a
hug one day.