Poetry - A (Not-So-)Short Poem

If you were as small as me
You’d see why each short height joke has me
Rolling my eyes and acting disaffective.
But either you’re just blind,
Or out of your mind,
Or it requires a more down-to-earth perspective.

Fewer things go over my head than you realize.
But if one of the few
That actually do
Is your line of vision,
Maybe you’d better get a new set of eyes;
I wasn’t responsible for that collision,
Seeing as the only one moving was you.

Aside from your jokes,
Being short is better than being tall.
I don’t trip over other folks,
And if I did, I’d have a shorter distance to fall.
I’m the human version
Of fun-size bars of candy.
I’m the perfect size for travel,
See – being small can come in handy.

Small bits of music make a medley,
And microscopic germs can be deadly.
Dynamite comes in little bundles,
But its effect can be huge.
Diamonds are among the most beautiful,
Although some eyes
Might consider their size
To be a subterfuge.

Don’t make fun of my height for frivolity
You may have more quantity,
But what matters most is quality