She Would Become

She would stumble, trip and fall
that is how she would learn to walk a new path
She would scribble and scrawl

mix her words, make up new grammar,

even learn a little syntax;

one day… she would learn to write, to paint, to soar with the Muse
She would throw paint….finger paint….

scribble again and again;

one day She
would claim her Creative Self

         courageous, outrageous,stubborn

                   She would become
more of herself with each day, with each step, each scuffle,

brushstroke and mark

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