I remember the day I stopped falling over,
My sapling legs finally strong and the
Winds of change no longer able to unpeg me
From the ground.

I remember the day I stopped falling over,
I was land-locked, my sea wings clipped.
I had Up and Down removed from my compass,
Level was my new playing field.

I remember the day I stopped falling over,
I was in good standing, saw eye-to-eye
With my peers and took a firm line
On playground games.

I remember the day I stopped falling over,
It was the day my first tooth fell out.

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Illustration courtesy and copyright of Jools Wilson. See her other work for children here.