we are grown ups now
we are not in third grade
we are not on stage
unable to be comfortable
singing “we are the world”
we are in our tall bodies
walking the streets
without a grown up hand to hold
we are not in junior high
uncertain, gawky, on edge
we are all going to be ok
when we look around and
see that no one is watching
there is no measuring stick
there is no gradebook
except the one in our heads
toss it out
look around and see
no one is watching
except your third grade self
still wondering when it will be so great to be
a grown up
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