August 11, 2013 I Stand Up – A Tanka 6 Comments I stand up then fall Like a toddler past his prime Every step my first I suppose life works this way Until the day of our death ~ ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: failing, failure, falling, growing, learning, life, living, poem, poetry, standing, success, tanka
Sounds about right. Like a toddler, we have to keep picking ourselves up.
How true and age doesn’t matter. :)
You’re probably right!
This is true at least for me. :)
Sometimes life feels like we’re stumbling and staggering, barely in control, doesn’t it?
Very often it does, but I guess that is all part of a lifetime of learning. :)