Growing up

by silvershoes   Oct 13, 2010

Time is slipping from
my hands, such that
i can feel the rough grains
roll between my fingers
and pile to the ground.
Walls on all sides seem to
shrink in upon me
and i become ever larger;
larger than life.
My chest presses hard
against my pulsing heart,
tears well in my eyelids,
hope is a dream
and nothing more.

i once felt the footsteps
of a little girl.
i once walked in shoes
smaller than my hands -
i felt the ocean was something that
would seem not so very big
as i got bigger.
i once stood in valleys,
looking up and
for my time to grow.

i never knew how sorry i would be
to sit atop a mountain,
looking down upon my youth.
i never knew as time swept
under my feet and on
into the past,
the future would devolve
to a fickler place.
i never knew the ocean was
this big,
nor i this small.

i never knew,
i never knew,
how small and insignificant
i could be.


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  • 2 years ago

    by Mary

    Thank you for writing this. I'm 63 years old now. And age has had a way of humbling me.

  • 4 years ago

    by Wayne Gates


  • 4 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    What an amazing piece and well worth it's win. For some reason I missed this You have portrayed brilliantly the movement of time and the insignificance that I think we all feel as we get older. An inciteful heart touching thought provoking piece with wonderful imagery.
    Milly x

  • 4 years ago

    by Thelma

    What! WOW.
    Seriously, how could I miss reading this? I'm honestly speechless.

  • 7 years ago

    by RM

    I was here again.. <3

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