Never Falling Again

[BienvenuJDC]

from inside my crib I raise myself
up to the bars I pull
my little legs are so weak
the muscles are too dull

I walk along, new feet to tread
but balance is hard to find
and down I go to try again
my bottom doesn't mind

a walk, a run, then outside
mastered it, I have done
I love to play the games of life
but falling isn't fun

then on to bigger things I go
a tricycle, Big Wheel, and bike
so many things from which to fall
skinned knees are nought to like

to graduate from such things
and now on to newer passions
the little cutie over there
with all the newest fashions

my heart goes up into the air
I think that I'm in love
but that feeling that elates
comes crashing from above

and now my life is stable here
climbing the ladder of success
my job is taken from me now
my life is just a mess

so now I sit in this here chair
rocking back and forth
hoping that I'm done with falls
for what it's really worth

[Delta40]

I think this is wonderful. I sense the journey of learning to walk through falls to full circle of age and the worry of falling. very nicely written and I enjoyed reliving some of my childhood.

thank you

[BienvenuJDC]

Thanks for the comment. I wrote this upon being given the title by someone for inspiration. It was an exercise in spontaneity.