I remember when the thing I wanted most in the world was to grow.
Only an inch; maybe a bit more.
I couldn’t wait. I wanted it now!
Pleasures couldn’t be consumated with out that extra little bit.
It wasn’t fair. Life had put a big obstacle in the path to my happiness.
I prayed nightly and measured daily; and when I least expected it, out of nowhere I gained that inch and achieved my goal:
tall enough to ride the rollercoaster!
note: P.N.E. Vancouver 1972. 5 times!!!!!
double note: I guess I have to worry about age restrictions next.
triple note: if I’d put up a picture of a rollercoaster, that would have given the game away.