When I was young, the world was divided:

Big people knew all the answers
And could use electric drills.
Little people didn't
And couldn't.

As I grew older, there were fewer big people
(Or perhaps I became more choosy)
The number of little people
Grew larger.

Today, I drilled a hole in the wall
With my very own electric drill:
But I had to stand on a chair
To reach.


Poetry copyright © Peter Howard.


Illustration copyright © Andrea McKenzie.

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