By laurel ahlfeld drama_queen_ja@hotmail.com
Date: 15 July 2000
Stature
Why do I have to be larger than life to overcome this "smaller than you" stature that I was so lovingly blessed with? Perhaps that's why I can't ever catch an eye or snag a wink. Even the game of "blow me a kiss" is over my head. Literally!
Maybe that's why he forgot about me in our group. Everyone else was at least five inches taller than myself. But it sure was handy when he brought an unwanted tear to my eye. I'd just conveniently lose myself in a crowd.
Five foot two, eyes of blue...but mine are green! I don't even have the right qualities to write a song about. But he did write about me sometimes. Only in his journal, which no one but himself will ever see. At least he remembered me on occasion.
And it certainly didn't help the age difference. It must have been a constant reminder of how childish I was. How childish I still am.
Well, I'm done taking my stand. I know it was short, but don't you think that's rather appropriate for the circumstances? You may go back to looking over my head now.
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