Falling
I built a velvet covered pedestal
I stood in an ornate frame
I drew a gold crown upon my head
I didn't measure the pedestal
I forgot the frame was fixed in place
I couldn't feel the weight of the crown
Copyright © Caroline Beyer | Year Posted 2017
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