Wheels

The hand on your back glides down
The training wheels pop off!
Suddenly you’re on your own
Spinning towards the unknown

Nothing to guide, nothing to comfort
Just you…

Hands tremble in disbelief
Just you…

Veering left to right avoiding obstacles
Just you…

You keep pedaling, slowing some
Tires wear bit by bit
Until one day

Your hand falls from a small back
One last push
And again the training wheels pop off!
You watch the spinning towards
The familiar journey

Hoping your own spinner’s path is bump-free
You find yourself wishing for that
Burst of energy once more
Just you…

But the wheels keep on spinning…