your little steps <br />grow bigger <br />every day <br /> <br />your shuffling steps <br />tread tentatively <br />bravely <br />veering <br />mysteriously <br />to the right <br /> <br />How odd <br />for you - <br />you old leftie <br />you true believer <br />you dear defender <br />of the underdog! <br /> <br />your beautiful voice <br />grows stronger <br />every day <br /> <br />You talk now <br />on the phone <br />(a minute is your limit) <br />But you talk <br />and laugh <br />and say <br />aawhooaooaoowhooaaaooo <br />(echoing your beloved Goons) . <br /> <br />your dead arm <br />(firmly muscled <br />still five weeks on) <br />reaches now - <br />Reaches <br />for life <br />for love <br />for recovery <br /> <br />And your left hand <br />has learned to wipe your bum<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jerry-s-journey-little-steps/
