Catapulted into the world
My journey began
A life unfurled

The road ahead was long
I embarked on a path
I’m not sure I planned to be on

I managed to somehow crawl
Began to walk
Sometimes I’d fall

I’d have to get back up
My legs were unsteady
To stand was tough

But I got there in the end
Skills for the future
Had I learned

Obstacles come and go
**** back bridges
Jar the flow

The potholes can catch me out
Stumbling
Sometimes I cry out

Sometimes it’s plain sailing
I bound along
Without complaining

Sometimes I have a hand to hold
To keep me company
And contemplate growing old

Sometimes I go it alone
The littlest hobo
Needing no one

Other times I yearn for a friend
But ultimately
We negotiate the bends

And twists and turns by ourselves
For it’s a solo trip
That cannot be shelved.