Baby Steps

I remember her first steps,
Shaky and tentative,
Trying to find sure footing
As she ventured forth
Exploring the wide world
While clinging to the security
Of her mama’s hand.
Today she still takes baby steps,
Shaky and tentative,
As she ventures forth into
The ever-growing world
That is waiting for her,
But these days
She’s just a bit more reluctant
To hold onto mama’s hand.