Give Me a Push
Give me a push the faerie said
The lion laughed
He remembered the last time he had pushed her
She had fallen out and her wings had torn off
I do not have a light touch, he told her
Pump your feet!
She smiled, now remembering.
She pumped her feet until she was up really high
Wasn’t that better? Asked the lion
The faerie laughed
Glad she knew how to pump
She loved swinging more than almost anything.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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