My Papa

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ed me zoom, energetic, Triumphant, as I rode to the corner and back, ‘This is easy’, I told him, under the light of the crescent moon.Enlightened, I witnessed life as a series of steps, The training wheels were removed and onto the ground I fell, Until I picked myself up and got back on the bike once again. Empowered, I told Papa he could let go, So, he let me ride by myself, minded by his watchful eye, Under the light of the harvest moon.Exhilarated, for someone my age, a reason to celebrate, I realized that life is a maze

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of things to discover, Things hidden and deeply rooted, as the stretches of tomatoes and zucchini, Growing in the backyard garden we planted in the city, the place we called home, filled with love, graffiti and stone.Life is this labyrinth of discovery, Nurtured by those who understand a most unquenchable thirst, and in so many ways, I realized how truly blessed I was, not to fear the dark, the stark unknown, as my children have grown, basking in the nostalgic light of the eternal moon.Connie Acoustic 2020</article></body>

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I have been told that life is a journey, a road to be travelled And so, after work, my papa set me on a bicycle with four wheels, And watched me zoom, energetic, Triumphant, as I rode to the corner and back, ‘This is easy’, I told him, under the light of the crescent moon.

Enlightened, I witnessed life as a series of steps, The training wheels were removed and onto the ground I fell, Until I picked myself up and got back on the bike once again. Empowered, I told Papa he could let go, So, he let me ride by myself, minded by his watchful eye, Under the light of the harvest moon.

Exhilarated, for someone my age, a reason to celebrate, I realized that life is a maze of things to discover, Things hidden and deeply rooted, as the stretches of tomatoes and zucchini, Growing in the backyard garden we planted in the city, the place we called home, filled with love, graffiti and stone.

Life is this labyrinth of discovery, Nurtured by those who understand a most unquenchable thirst, and in so many ways, I realized how truly blessed I was, not to fear the dark, the stark unknown, as my children have grown, basking in the nostalgic light of the eternal moon.

Connie Acoustic 2020