My poem (no pic, sorry dawgs)

On A Leash



The tree trunk feels like the trunk of a petrified elephant.
Their watchful eyes see my toes leave the dirt ground
Adrenaline pumping, I pull myself up
The thrill
I climb higher
My brother’s jealous eyes, my pride
I climb higher
My grandma’s worried eyes
Not high enough
She grabs my foot, trapped
I break free
I climb higher
Her worried voice
Her worried expression
I feel pity
I climb down from the petrified elephant