This memory does float by.
It is only I.
Don't let me fall for I am just small.
That's not all, but yes, I am just small.
Looking back at little shoe prints in the sand,
I look down inside and for once I think I understand.
It's me and I'm here,
and I can hear your call.
Don't let me fall for I am just small.
That's not all, no, that's not all,
but I am small.
I sing big.
I fly high.
I love large.
Time goes by.
The day will be yellow with the sunshine sounds.
I will be here,
but you won't know I'm around
because I'm holding my breath to keep
these feet on the ground.
I thought that I was big.
You know,
I didn't realize that I am small.
Walking in sand and looking back at small tracks.
Little feet.
It was me but it doesn't really matter as much as I thought.
So I still say;
don't lt me fall.
Don't let me fall.
Don't let me fall for I am just small.
Nancy McEldowney
9/10/00
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