Ground

I stopped growing
At fourteen.

Saw the world
Shoot high above
Watched in wonder at
Those reaching for
Stars whist
I jumped
Over and over
Finger tips grazing
A bottom rung.

I’m still trying,
But my feet won’t
Leave the
Ground.

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7 thoughts on “Ground

  1. Yes, so funny to think about when I stopped growing now that I know my kids are in the middle of it. It seems like with girls, you stop around 12 and then just a few inches here, a few there. I know because a few friends got taller than me and I ended up beating out a few. Ha, ha! I know this was a bit metaphorical as well!

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