Tire Swing

Ramblings of a child..."poetry" in quotes =)

"I climbed a very tall tree
And tied a rope to the furthest branch;
Then I fell out.
When I was okay
I picked myself up
From the cold concrete
And tied a tire
To the end of the rope:
A swing.

Climb aboard my plane,
Ladies and gentlemen,
Feel the breeze,
Oh, travel the seven seas
Of the air and sneeze
Into the wind.

Back and forth,
Higher and Higher,
I know I'm in one place
But I feel as if I couldn't
Travel any farther.

There's something magical
About flying in the sky
(Even if it's not very high)
and something magical
About stearing to and fro
Even if the only directions
Are back and forth.

I got a little whoozy
And had to take a break
But it was pretty worth it
For the flying's sake.
I'm pretty sure,
Besides feeling queezy,
I'd make a great bird,
Cuz I am so very breezy.

I'd invite you on my tire swing
For a little trip yourself,
But the rope broke
And all that's left
Is a lonely rope swinging on the highest branch
And a couple broken bones."