The Chances I Never Took
a line-style poem about missed moments, quiet courage, and learning to step forward with hope

I remember the mornings
When my feet stayed still
Even though my heart whispered
“Step forward.”
I remember the words
I wanted to say
But swallowed them quietly
Fearing they were too small
Or too loud
Or too much.
I remember the doors
Life opened softly
And I let them close
Because I did not feel ready
To enter.
I remember the dreams
I folded and hid
In drawers
In notebooks
In the corners of my mind
Where no one could see them.
I remember the people
I admired from afar
The smiles I never shared
The hands I never held
The chances I let pass
Because I feared falling
Or failing
Or being unseen.
I held my silence
Like a shield
Like a quiet friend
Who kept me safe
But also kept me small.
I see now
That the chances I missed
Were teachers
Not punishments.
They taught me patience
They taught me courage
Slowly, softly
Like morning light through leaves.
They taught me
That small steps are still steps
That trying is better than waiting
That fear is only a shadow
And shadows fade
When you move.
I stand now
With lighter hands
And a braver heart
Ready to speak
Ready to reach
Ready to step
Even if the path is uncertain.
The chances I never took
Do not haunt me
They guide me
They remind me
That every moment
Can be a beginning
If I choose it.
I will not wait for perfect courage
I will not wait for the world
To make the road easy
I will take it
Step by step
Word by word
Dream by dream
With the hope I once hid
Shining quietly in my chest.
The chances I never took
Became my lessons
Became my light
Became the courage
To move forward
And take the chances
That are waiting for me now.




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