I am small…a speck in the grandeur of your
life, already a distant dream
……fading
…………………….fleeting
But you are statuesque and still, a slab of
pure marble, unadulterated, unaltered, and
mystifying.
.
But I am not small.
…………I am effervescent.
I am here. I am constant. I am growing to be
(bewhatexactly?
……………….imnotsurebutiambecomingit)
And you will fade. one sad and lonely day, you will be gone
………………………………………….Poof
Saige Boundonna is a student at The College of New Jersey who has always loved writing and reading literature. She writes about love, life, moving forward, and the redefinition of oneself.