Gliding through the crisp autumn air,
the speed picks but rapidly but I'm not scared.
I trust you to catch me in your arms
like you have time and time again.
Falling can be loving sometimes.
I hear the pitter patter of little feet down the halls.
Then.... THUD!!
But your still giggly and smiling.
Your pudgy little knees help you up and you run to me.
Falling can be cute sometimes.
I'm on top of the world.
I master the playground as I stand on this jungle gym.
Peering over my kingdom in amazement.
Too amazed by a simple task of climbing,
I lose my grip and smash down to the ground.
The impact scrapes my 6 year old knees.
Falling can hurt sometime.
Roaring waves below my feet,
all the way up here it only takes one step.
A calm breeze flows by.
I watch the currents that I long to be a part of.
Its time to take a leap,
falling can be fun sometimes.
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