From Your Shoulders
I stand on your shoulders
Lifted high onto this perch
With trusted hands and
By the strength that is you.
From here, I can see for miles,
The comings and goings of our dusty paths
That crisscross, dip and dogleg,
Then bring us together again and again.
You carry me as if I was a feather
The weight of this sister-ness
Impossibly light, an effortless load;
How is it that we seem to float?
Beautiful friend, sister, warrior –
Lean in to our journey ahead,
And in rhythmic lockstep
Carry me forward with you.
Tracey Wimperly is a writer, a storyteller and a connector. She is also a committed Dress for Success Vancouver volunteer and a monthly donor. To learn more about our community of monthly Success Donors and to join her, click here.