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You Can Do It

By Lee Nelson

All alone.

No fear.

No concept of it

so nothing insurmountable.

No concerns other than the

binky out of my reach and

the pins in my

cotton diaper.

 

I must've known binkies

can't fly

and I must've gathered

the use of arms and legs.

 

The bars were an up

and over.

I don't recall falling.

I must have.

Nobody ever arrived

so I guess I didn't cry.

 

The hand was my hand.

It grabbed the binky

up high

and this baby later laid

on a soft mattress

behind bars.

 

I know the bars and all of it

sure as the day Chapman

shot Lennon.

 

I can recall lots of triumphs

all alone.

 

I suppose well all can.

We just don't.

 

 

 

 

 

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