Little by Little (sonnet)

Little by little, I challenge my fate,
I lean into the load that each day brings.
My body's so weary and tired of late --
I cannot force it to do anything.
Encouraged by hope, undaunted by fear,
I rise to each new challenge that I face.
I cling to the faith that's carried me here,
And pray I can continue in this race.
Now looking forward to a brand new day,
My feet still slip on shadows of the past,
Yet I trudge onward and try anyway,
Praying each painful step will be the last.
I'm ready to hunt down the dreams I seek.
My spirit's willing, but my flesh is weak.

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