Baby Steps

“With baby steps,” she countered more than once,
when we discussed the changes she must make,
as if I had suggested she’s a dunce
or ineffective, when she needn’t take
that tone (abrupt and harsh), for goodness sake.
She’s bright, and her impatient tendency
impels her to cliched philosophy,
especially in throes of dire strait.
This baby must develop pace and be
a traveler who uses fuller gait.

(Dizain)

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