fruit.

When I was a kid, I was a swimmer,
I trained so hard and yet I had so little talent.
I’d watch on as the other girls did half as much as me
And yet they reached the dizzy heights,
Whereas me? I just didn’t seem to have it there.
But when I did well, it wasn’t taken for granted.
It was savoured, each and every morsel of it.
I still look back, all this time later
And marvel at those little gems of time
When I had my moment in the sun.
Patientandkindlove 2019