Stepping Stones Poem by Phil Soar

The feel of the breath of the wind on my face
The touch of a loved one, a warming embrace
The words that they utter, in moments of passion
Makes everything worth it, and gets a reaction

From the moment that you take the first steps in life
Your senses explode and cut deep, like a knife
They implore you to explore all that you survey
And listen, whenever you've something to say

Each moment you cherish, builds a picture inside
When you see your rewards, it a measure of pride
Building the stepping stones, making your world
A scene of great wonder, as your future unfurls