© By Sasha N. Puente
I'm not the oldest
or the youngest;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the tallest
or the shortest;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the fastest
or the slowest;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not smartest
or the least intelligent;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the most social
or the least talkative;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the leader of the family
or the baby of the family;
I'm in the middle.
Sometimes I find myself saddened by this
and think that I have no place;
I'm just in the middle
But now I look in the mirror and realize
I am the cream in the Oreo,
the peanut butter in the sandwich,
the fun part of the rollercoaster;
I'm in the middle....what a great place to be.
This is for all those Middle children like me. I used to feel I missed something by not being a firstborn or the baby of the family but then I realized how lucky I was. The firstborn was the one they "practiced" on before they decided to have more kids and the baby was the one that got all the hand me downs from all the other kids. SO being in the middle wasn't so bad.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
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