Growing Up Poem by Chantelle Hutchinson

When you are small,
your world is full of bright colours and happiness
your actions, carefree
you feel like the world is dancing around you
the trees are like giants
swaying back and forth in the wild wind,
as if they were waving at you
notches on the door getting higher and higher
mum used to say 'your a bud blosseming'..................
i didnt understand
year 1, year 2, year 3, year 4,
slowly grasping the world around me