Little Perspectives: Headstands
It's a funny but fun kind of feeling,
when the sky makes its way to the floor,
when your head hugs the ground
while your feet flop around
toe-to-toe with a forested ceiling.
Though the birds look a tad bit confusing,
with their tummies all turned facing up,
they still chirp and still fly
and I just can't deny
that they're now even far more amusing.
Mommy, try it! It might not be easy,
but I know you'll admire the view;
and besides, if you do,
maybe Daddy will too:
think he'll laugh, like you did, when he sees me?
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