from Fanny Howe, “Footsteps”
I have never arrivedinto a new life yet.
Have you?Do you find the squeakof boots on snowexcruciating?Have you heard peoplesay, It wasn’t mewhen they accomplisheda great feat?I have, often.But rarely.
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