by Allan M. Heller

Created on: December 22, 2011

My legs of steel, they do not feel anything amiss

I tread the pathway, toe to heel, coordinated bliss

Walks with me every step I take; I have a perfect pace.

Still quite upright, without a shake, I'm halfway done this race.

It's not a race that's won with speed, but confidence, aplomb.

I'll take whatever time I need, and never lose my calm.

And when I've finished, legs secure, I'll humbly take a bow

Thus proving balance undiminished. Give me a tightrope now!

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