Long You must crawl before you can walk Poems

To my dear Mom,
I’m writing this letter
A lone entreaty to forgive my sins
So far what I misdemean and you wept mutely
Yet you never moaned and you never whomped
All the way you consoled by the warmth...

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Like block shaped wheels our lives stumble at the chapters we write
Corners seem dark and teeming with doubt,
alleyways call in echoes of our name,
as if tempting us to crawl when we cannot walk

“Fear begins the...

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We all had to crawl before we could walk.                          ...

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For Plucking The Poisonous Parrot---Satan's Parrot

Satan’s Parrot something nibbling @ your ear;
Somethin’ whispers wisps of fear;
Conceptions convections you can’t hide;
Something pecking at your heart   (tell your teacher lose it)
Tugging at your throat ...

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Imagine a girl full of tears and hurt unable to speak,
so, she writes and sheds her struggle and regret;
she paints with words and recalls love and dreams,
thoughts drop and lay on white and cling...

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I had to crawl before I could walk
I had to babble before I could talk.
I drank milk before I could eat,
Bawled and cried myself to sleep.

I tried to walk, I fell down,
I tried to talk,...

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I had to crawl to learn to walk
Same way
I had to fall so as to stand
Getting involved in mistakes
Learning never to miss taking heed
Born in sin
Beyond what is seen
I never meant to hurt anyone
Because I...

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You learn how to crawl before you can walk
Then pull up; let go; give a step a chance
Little by little you’ll learn how to talk
And you finally stop wetting your pants

You’ll be starting school in...

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Watch and listen, learn, then talk
Wriggle crawl, then start to walk
ingesting knowledge, form ideas
discover pathways through the maze
fully formed then take your stand
unique among your fellow man
using wisdom air your views
be prepared for bad reviews
attend...

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How does one know what they are capable of 
unless they try?
I stepped on many toes until I found my rhythm 
and groove.
I burnt a lot of food before I actually made 
something edible.
Many folks...

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