FOOTSTEPS

I take a human step,A faltering, fearful one.The night is dark. The path is new.The guideposts far apart and few;And yet I must keep on.

Then suddenly I seeA distant, shining ray.Immediately my dragging feetWith hope turn joyfully to greetThe dawning of the day.

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