The Stumble and Rise
When crossing a square as I scurried
My feet crossed instead, for I hurried
But while falling, with faults
It morphed sweet to a waltz …
Midst a chorus of “Yays!” - off I surried.
* For “The Stumble and Rise” Poetry Contest, Jami Patterson, Judge & Sponsor. *
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