Her greatest fear


Her new steps may hurt more than last.

Her wings may break in the storm.

Like a willow with no core,

The wind will blow her side to side.

She might trip, fall and freeze.


Waiting was no option


Her most visceral fear 

Was to die standing



Image credit: _Jasmin_

via Daily Prompt: Visceral

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