Wonder

A five year old girl lays in a tent in her
wild, wild backyard gazing out at the night
sky and makes sure that she asks her mom and
dad every question she's ever had about
the world the very next day.

A fifteen year old girl stares down every crevice
of the body that she hates because she sees something
new every day; a freckle or a curl or a scar
and she's finding out that the world is very big
and she is very small.

A twenty year old girl opens the window in her car and
leans out into the breeze, admiring just how big her world
has become and how five, ten, fifteen years can go by
and she still doesn't know everything about
the sky she loves to discover.
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Prompt: Write a poem using this word prompt: Discovery.
I'm so sorry this sucks.