One day at a time
One minute
One step at a time
I walk towards my destiny
I grant me permission to dream
I stomp on the possibility that
I won’t have it someday in my arms.
One foot in front of the other
I move forward with blinders on
So that I keep my focus on me
Instead of all of you who hold yours in your arms.
One walk
One class
One poem
One outfit at a time,
I walk into my destiny and more than that–I learn to trust it.
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
My dear Summer wind, Thy cool breath on me Blow! Oh so soothing, I thank thee lovely wind, my dear. Swim through me cool me
I wear my fingers out into the coldBare, pleading winter air to cool the stabs of heatTo calm the thin acid between my finger bones
I roll past the same ramp opposite the entrance that was the first door that opened my life to this new world and grin at
I didn’t realize that I was lactose intolerant till my mid-twenties. I knew I didn’t like milk all my life, but thought is was a