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Okay, Jesus, let’s try this walking thing,
I know it comes first, before the talking thing,
I’ve waited patiently and watched my brother do it,
He makes it look so easy, like there’s nothing to it.
Let’s see, first of all, where to find my balance?
For a person my age, that can be a challenge.
I pick up my right foot in front of the other,
Wobbling as I go, holding to my mother.
Letting go of her hand and shuffling my feet,
Plop! Down I go. This is harder than it seems.
Landing on my booty, glad it’s padded there,
Rising once again and reaching for a chair.
Practice makes perfect, that‘s the only way.
“Go, Sport, go!” I hear my daddy say.
I see my brother laughing, what is so very funny?
Try this in my shoes, you wouldn’t be so sunny!
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Okay Jesus, we’ve worked on this for weeks,
I’ve gotten better at it, nimbler on my feet.
Ready to show off now, this is my debut,
Steady me, Jesus, I‘m walking with you!
Starting from the sofa, my little feet take off,
I’m walking in faith, just the way you taught.
All at once my legs take flight and I am fancy free,
I‘m walking now, Jesus! Just don’t let go of me!
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