I ran a mile today And for a while today I forced a smile today and sailed on with ease. I used to think, 'Not me - I can't'. The track was smooth, Hardly a slant And though I panted for air, I swear I clipped like a breeze. Using my breath and raising the bar Four simple laps felt strangely far. I hope tomorrow my legs are stiff. I didn't scale a cliff. It's just a mile. But I didn't fall. Gotta start small. I wrote a song today And I feel strong today 'cuz I belong today to those who create. An empty page was all I had. I thought it out, put pen to pad, And as I added each line of mine I felt something great. Using my hands and feeling fulfilled As for the song I'm not that skilled. Still every builder who learns a craft Keeps growing by the draft. It's just a draft, and after all, Gotta start small. [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/gotta-start-small-lyrics-stephanie-j-block.html ] Facing a bigger, a moral biggerish challenge, That's quite a climb. I'd rather cling to each thing I can conquer one at a time. Taking a risk is most of the battle. A victory to claim. Taking a risk - no matter how little - small, but committal -- is risking all the same. The sky is clear today. I'm fighting fear today. So while I'm here today I pick up the phone. I call my mom; expect the worst. But I stay calm and I speak first. Yes, we conversed without fronts For once. Then as we burst into tears, My fears have suddenly flown. Using my head and using my heart, Making a call, making a start A single part of a larger plan. I'm doing what I can. I ran a mile. I wrote a song. A mile's too short; the song's too long. I made a call. Before we fought we learned to talk. Before I ran, I learned to walk. Before I walked I learned to crawl. Gotta start somewhere. Gotta start small.