Indebted


When once I approach a bridge
I mount my fear by extending my hand,
as I did with my father years ago.
We approached a grated expanse

and I implored he catch me should I fall.
Safely then on the other side,
he having held me the entire way,
I knew I was forever indebted.

I still don't like bridges
and I don't like admitting
that something scares me,
but I hate that debt most of all.
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7 thoughts on “Indebted

  1. In my humble opinion, challenges and hurdles are placed into our lives to give us the chance to learn and grow OR to allow another the same opportunity through our weakness/need. You perhaps gave more to your father than he ever gave to you.

    Your honest expression tells a great story.

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