A new poem

Haven't posted in a while. BBBS is slowing down as summer is approaching. My first few months with Tommy were action packed and eye opening. Tommy and I plan on becoming "full-fledged" big-little for next semester. I am excited and nervous. He is extremely antsy and eager for the next step of the program. This semester has been a terrific period of self-reflection. Although I do not have all the answers to my questions, I have re prioritized my life to an extent and am happy. One of my priorities is expressed in this poem.

Growing Pains
by Ben Wilinsky

my father was a giant
and I was in a rocket
launched from his hands
I jettisoned across the water.
splash,

and he’s not so big, now
I’m almost to his chin
can score a couple
at the ping pong table

he gets smaller
too big now to wear his clothes
big enough to use his shaving cream though
never too big for his jokes and

my pants are bigger now
feet, my hands, my head too
I jettison past him

I still get lost in his huge hugs though
lost in his stories too

my heart squirms
it’s funny looking down
when looking up to someone.
my father
my giant