A Hitch in my Giddy-Up

Skipping along,
my heart full of the song,
of ideas waiting to be born.

I'm rockin' and rollin',
moving and grooving,
letting each of the ideas have their turn.
I'm spinning and swirling,

leaping and twirling,
calling to the sun to share my delight.

Higher I rise,
float into the sky,
and grinning with pride, I revel in what I have created.

Grinning with glee, I share so that other's may see
and eagerly await their affirmation.

"Eh, it doesn't do much for me." *Bam!*

Facedown,
a clumsy clown,
a mouthful of gravel.

(c) Taking Flight 2007