SmallA Poem by Anna
Being small has never been a problem to me
I just live each day as if I am not different at all But the mocking of my size aches me When someone reminds me that I am not As worthy as they are I am a puddle on the ground While they are the ocean I am a tiny rock While they are the boulder That holds firm at the the idea that They are dominant And I am not That I am not worthy That I am less But I am not You can't put your rain boots on to splash in the ocean You can't move a boulder anywhere you'd like it to go I am worthy And stronger than what the eye sees I am more And I live each day because I am no different than you But I am Because I am small
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