Bed Bouncing Poem by Paul Schroeder
Bed Bouncing
Up in the air,
Down on the spread,
Bed bouncing propels
Me high overhead.
Rebound some more,
At it again,
Jumping so high,
Legs wanna extend.
Up in the air,
Full speed ahead,
It's my trampoline.
Don't call it a bed.
Monday, October 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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