Poem collection option #3- Touching the sky

Standing on your tippy toes, reaching for the sky

Feet slipping forward, ready for the cliff dive

Toes barely touching, the wind in your hair

Close your eyes, slip off, fly

Open your eyes and smile, looking at the sky,

So close to touch, but too far to try

Feel yourself falling, headed straight for the water

Now you are falling into the night

Swimming towards the bottom, you feel just as free

Like no one can touch you

Like it’s all a dream