
When they laughed at her for her short legs, she wasn’t bothered.
She knows she’s closer than they are, to the ground from which all lives spring,
When she straightens her back, sits up, and reaches for the sky, she’s among the stars.
When they laughed at her for her short legs, she wasn’t bothered.
She knows she’s closer than they are, to the ground from which all lives spring,
When she straightens her back, sits up, and reaches for the sky, she’s among the stars.