The Half-Pint Hustle
 
My Hustle Stepper is in motion,
to the tune of the Half-Pint Hustle,
putting flexibility into my hips
and building up the muscle.

The power that makes my footsteps fly
is the strength that's from within.
With the help of many people's prayers
there's no doubt that I will win.

I'm walking in the steps of Jesus.
He makes me stronger every day.
My friends feed me spiritual spinach.
No giant can stand in my way.

If you knew from where I started,
and where I am today,
then you'd know that The Half-Pint Hustle
is the blessing for which you prayed.

11-30-98








This poem is written for and dedicated to
2-year-old McKay Crass who is receiving
therapy on her hip to correct a disability.
The Hustle Stepper is her stationary
treadmill. The Half-Pint Hustle is her
dance. She steps within the footprints of
Jesus indelibly etched on her dance floor.

By ArtisticPoet48

© 2008 ArtisticPoet48 (All rights reserved)

 

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