Prequel to Holding a Baby
I've never been very balanced
Only know sarcastic grace
I'm the one who only pranced
Subject to carelessly misplace
Even though I had never broke
A single valuable thing
A sip of water could make me choke
A single step a fall could bring
My mind was often subject to wander
Through paths of dreams and memories
I had a hard time staying under
The realm of possibilities
And so how could I trust myself
With the greatest gift on earth?
A parents best and most loved wealth?
A life of so much worth?
I was full of doubt and fear
Others around me paved the way
Every mistake my heart would seer
Leaving me a disappointed gray
So with my cluttered, scattered brain
Holding a Baby was my fear
But if an ending to this storied you'd claim
My other poem makes it clear
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