Wobbly Boy

Wobbly boy with scarecrow legs,

hobbling down a golden road,

just behind the rest,

as if you spent a little too much time

roaming through the poppy fields:

I know that you are tired —

but determined —

to keep up with the real boys.

And as you struggle, trip and fall

you feel like nothing short of wizardry

can ever make you adequate enough

to fit into a world of blood and bone

when you are but straw.

But don’t forget, my friend, that there is magic

in the way you navigate the world.

Yes, you fall, but each and every time,

you rise, you throw water on the witch

and claim her broomstick as a prize —

or as a cane — It’s all about perspective

as you wobble down the golden road.