I am so small, and that climb is so high. There is no railing.
What makes the difference? A guiding hand to help me hold my balance and keep me from filling backyards while I take one step at a time.
What if I can not find that hand? What if I am alone? What if no one, will help me?
I still can, even if it’s on hands and knees. I won’t give up, I won’t turn back.
But how I pray for that one hand.
©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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