Poetry · Writing

Balance

on flat feet

waiting on challenged feat

true challenge, self care.

Just me myself and you

can’t des-cribe it

that’s the challenge.

Move on

out the way

my baby is calling meee.

Travel real far

backpack across- it’s a real challenge

but not for you.

Not a damsal with one life line

real comfort

just real bonus.

A real deal

new deal

and it’s the new balance

we found.

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