i'll Always Be small

As a tiny baby
I lifted my bald head,
saw a land of giants
and went right back to bed.

Just a little older,
I stood on tiny feet,
erect I beamed proudly
and fell back on my seat.

Growing very big now,
so I had surely thought,
I tried to climb Mt. Dresser,
but a scolding's all I got.

A kid full of spirit,
I climbed a big oak tree,
until I looked straight down
and someone had to rescue me.

As a sprouting young man
I hiked a high tower;
below, a tiny world,
amazed I gazed for hours.

A strong and steady chap,
I climbed a mountain grand,
and felt a stout feeling
I had become a man.

Yet, daily I face my life,
A million miles tall,
reminded as I climb it
that i'll always be small.