Short Girl Reaching

I have never been able to reach very high.

At five foot,

spot on,

the top shelves in the kitchen

have always been too far to stretch,

and I have to stack book shelves

so that my favourite are middling downwards

or I’d never stand a chance of reading them.

In supermarkets I rely on tall strangers,

to pass me items from the top shelf.

If I’m unlucky,

I rely on tall strangers to pass me items

from the top two shelves

while I stand awkwardly,

muttering thank yous and apologies

in that stereotypical

English way.

But I have learnt over time,

that just because something is out of my reach,

doesn’t mean

it is out of my grasp.

It just means I need to be creative,

getting up there.


Written For The Daily Post Prompt: Reach

10 Comments

  1. I enjoyed this! “Out of reach” and “out of grasp” are different circumstances indeed. Sidenote: I recently had to ask for help getting a grocery item from top shelf and also apologized. Why do we do that! Argh.

    1. It’s that automatic assumption that we really shouldn’t be bothering anyone and we probably don’t need that loaf of bread/pint of milk that much anyway. It’s only basic groceries after all. 🙂

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  3. This is the story of my life. I always have to hop on the counter… or shout in my 6 ft 4 boyfriend to grab what I need if I am feeling lazy! Great work.

    1. Thank you. Ah yes, the taller partner. Mine decided that the suitable place from crisps was on the shelf above the archway in the kitchen. Luckily, I can jump. It may not have been elegant, but I got my crisps.

      1. Hmmm. I’m not one to accuse but I feel like there he may have put them there on purpose to try and keep them to himself. Sneaky. Clever… but sneaky.

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