FALL
The beginning of a fall, Is what connects you, To the rest of your life, It’s the first steps, The first words, The first breath. The pennies that fall from your pocket, Tinkering on the cement, And echo off the wall. The fall from grace, Left grace, the sweetest taste of all. It’s the first seconds of a fall, That we remember, Before we hit the floor. The flowers on his shirt, The pads that shook, Feet on the mat, The door that opened a new world.
by Laurence Fuller, 2022