Little something inspired by the third Monday prompt from Light and Shade Challenge.
A ship in port is safe, but that’s not what ships are built for.–Grace Murray Hopper
Don’t Hide In the Harbor
How can I go on without reaching out
And never stretching to the top of my toes.
Right now I can’t stay huddled,
Buried in a pile of cotton to keep the cold away.
Only when I step out and feel the wind on my face,
Realizing that without risk there would be no gain.
Breathing In 
Much wisdom in this little piece, I like it very much. 🙂
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Thank you. *grins*)
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quite imaginative, i like the words “and feel the wind on my face” good one
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Thank you.
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This had a real feeling of briskness, reminded me of cold fall and winter mornings when you first step outside and that first breath is like a shock to your body. Absolutely beautiful. The Hopper quote was a perfect companion for the poem.
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Thank you! The quote was actually what inspired the poem.
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I could feel your angst though and I braved the cold too this week and almost slipped and fell does NOT count:) I wore my cleats on my boots tonight and they are grrrrrreat!
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i’m glad you remembered to put them on! I’ve never had any.
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My first time and I`m sold already:)
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