The Stepping Stones
Across the brook, the bridge lay broken
stops the traveler’s momentum
he can't wade into the water
and wet his clothes and shoes
he had to find the stones
to step on and go across
they were mossy he saw
he can slip and fall
a twig can do the trick
scoop out the moss
he opened and held his shoes
and placed a foot on the stone
the slippery stones of life lay ahead
to reach a goal
Copyright © Gautam Shankar Banerjee | Year Posted 2020
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