Spreading their Wings!
By Rhiannonw
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Running up with glee,
need a little push,
scared to start, fly free
– slide with whoosh and rush!
Swing, away you go –
‘see you soon’ ‘goodbye’,
'now, you've gone down low,
and up again, climb high'.
Swaying on the ladder,
rope steps so unsteady,
lift one foot and shudder,
– but nearly there already.
Looking out at top,
fingers tightly grip
glad to safely stop,
– don’t wave in case you slip.
Down now? Nervous giggle
– foothold’s hard to find
toes poke round and wriggle,
feels as if he’s blind.
Hard to move a hand,
nervous to let go,
coming down to land
way back's long and slow.
Toddler on a toucan –
up and down it springs
showing even he can
push to spread his wings!
[IP:“Going up. Coming down”.]
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Rhiannon,
Rhiannon,
Your poems are always elevating...
Sometimes it's hard getting back down to earth...
Terry
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I'm a nervous wreck with
I'm a nervous wreck with little kids at the park, but it's fun, too. Lovely description in this - all those gripping fingers and wiggling toes....
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Your lovely poem exactly
Your lovely poem exactly describes the same thrill that I experience every Thursday at the park with my grandson. Thanks for sharing.
Luigi x
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
One set of my grandkids are too big to want to go to the park anymore, which is a disappointment for me, because it is such fun watching them play. But now it is all computer games with the boy, and sewing and bridge with the girl.
Jean
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