The Long Staircase

The Long Staircase

By Elton Camp

When I was a small child, stairs I did fear
If possible, to them I wouldn’t come near

In my young mind they generated such care
That they were often in my worst nightmare

When into my dreams they came around
I was apprehensive that I’d tumble down

Whenever an adult would kindly carry me
I was as grateful as a little kid could be

But when I later became mature enough
I no longer found them scary or tough

I would usually take steps two at a time
They were no problem for me to climb

The man has become a child once more
And staircases I fear much as I did before

But to the railing I hold on very tight
And try not to let folks see my fright
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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