I Lost an Inch

As a younger man I had it all,
A world designed for six feet tall.
But now it seems I’ve lost and inch,
And that has put me in a pinch.

While growing up I knew one thing,
The ideal man to which women cling.
For this most men would pay a ransom
Just to be tall, dark, and handsome.

And this is why it’s hard to bear,
This idea that’s given me a scare.
Because, although tall didn’t make me glad,
One out of three is all I had.

Written June 2, 1999
copyright 1999 Bradley S. Owens

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