let me walk

let me walk
barefoot
in the grass
so that i would
not
be afraid
of what's beneath my feet

let me stand
alone
on tables and chairs
so that i see
the difference
from where i stand

let me smell
what's cooking
in the kitchen
so that i am
no stranger
to what i eat

let me touch
the thorny rose
so that i learn
the pain
of my act

let me taste
what scrunches
up my face
so that i grow up
not
on MacD's
alone

in my young life
let me learn
not to be afraid
of things
unfamiliar
unknown
instead
let me learn
how
i need be afraid
on
my own

let me walk
barefoot
in the grass
so that i would
not
be afraid
of what's beneath my feet