Stretching

by Nancy Sorensen

No one promised this would be easy.

Change is never easy

but then,

neither is reaching

for a star.

But,

too much change at once

makes the stretch marks on my heart

gaping holes,

through which the world can see

my tears

And even the hurt,

sometimes.

When I am done

with this change,

I wonder if I will be taller

from all this stretching?