I could hear it expressly in her little voice so tight

“I can do it! I can do it!” as she tried with all her might

I did not know if she could, I really did not care

I only cared that she would try surpassing every snare

For her to have the courage to try, she would learn to lean on hope

Knowing this would be her crutch in learning how to cope

For each little baby step she took was huge along the way

It helped secure her footing that she would need each day

And, when she was successful, I saw her face light up

I knew that she would be okay, this child so like a pup