Jul 28, 2020
1 min read
Like a Gymnast
Like a gymnast I extend, my limbs long,
concentration placating my traits;
to reach further, further, just a little further.
I bounce and leap and jump up high
then twirl in the air, precision in every
fiber of my being.
The landing is perfect and I know it.
My nostrils flare in agreement.
I curtsy and I bow.
