First Step

Today I started something new
I felt a wave of fear.
But it was something I must do
that to me was clear.
It is such a scary thing
to bare your soul this way.
But I know that when I look back
I won't regret this day.
If I can just get past the fear
it will help me grow.
It will bring on changes
in ways I do not know.
Growing is important
without it we go stale.
Growing is in doing
even when we fail.
So I will do this scary thing
and I will face the fear.
Because then at the very least
you'll know I was here.

Where it comes from

I have written poetry most of my life. Almost as far back as I can remember. But only for myself or very close family and friends. Some of whom have asked me to share with others for some time now. So I thought this would be a way to share passively. It is here to read but no one has to read it. I hope some may find my literature moving or maybe even inspiring, but that is not point of it. The point, if there is one, would be that I have someplace to put my rambling, where those who wish can stop by and share. I am sure it will not be for everyone, but it is not here to be critiqued. If you enjoy it, read it, if not that's fine too. I will write what I feel and do my best not to offend anyone. I hope this makes the purpose of this blog clear. Thank you for stopping by, I wish you all the best.