and as I step into shoes with their
assumed elegance and
elevation
they feel more like stilts than
fashion and though I walk
smoothly and never stumble my
mind is tripping over every
tiny bump that this grown up life
is yet to smooth out but still I stride
confidently forwards with the
certainty that one day
I will fall-
(and wish that once again I was
small and the ground not so very
far away)