A crawl at first,
by with two feet planted firmly on the soft grass,
she rises.
Her first steps shaky,
hobbling forward,
falling down every once in a while.
Wriggling out of her coat,
she tries again,
pushing herself off the ground to stand.
Just as the rain can spoil
a spring day,
she falls again.
But just as the outbreaks
of a summer's sun shine through clouds,
she stands and takes another step.
Her movements
slowly becoming steadier,
until her legs no longer quiver.
Finally making the transition
from a crawl to a walk
from spring to summer.
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