I Suppose I Should Thank You, Bev

The tentative promise –
made in response to the healthy suggestion –
now waiting to be fulfilled.

These are the first words
to arise in timidity,
and how weak they are.

But, a start they are.

Can I make it a habit?
A weekly sojourn on the page
taken in pencil steps.

Ink is too firm of foot for me.

Perhaps that is true overall.
I wanted to be written in pencil;
Potential erasure always seemed the best option.

Is it too late to dare the pen?