I hold his hand
As he walks along the stone wall.
Arms outstretched.
Testing each step before it is taken.
I easily hold his hand
As we walk along.
But for him
The stone wall
Towers like a mountain.
In this moment
Far above what he can see
When standing on the ground.
He walks near the sky.
Then
A few steps along
He shakes his hand free.
Determined.
Confident.
He can do it on his own.
What is he learning
I wonder
That I have forgotten?
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