Bound
My right
My left
They look at me expectantly
Ready to catch me if I fall
I take a running step
I spring
And even though I have no wings
I soar
Ecstatic
Confident
My destination in sight
They keep pace with me
All the way there
And after.
Copyright © Linda Xiao | Year Posted 2012
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