A Poem for the Children (who are 30)

28 08 2009
Image by BDinPhoenix.  Borrowed from Flickr.

Image by BDinPhoenix. Borrowed from Flickr. Click photo to view stream.

Part of me will always be
Wishing I was in a tree
Or’n a crow’s nest in the high seas
Swaying on the ocean breeze.

No wonder it’s great trouble to stand
When I have my feet on land,
Or why my smile turns bear-market down
When there’s naught below but ground.

The me I know myself to be
Is happiest when sailing trees,
Or climbing up those ships that breeze
About the verdant summer seas.

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