Saturday, August 22, 2015
Jump - A Poem
Kevin jumped up as high as he could.
He didn't get very high as he was not a trained athlete.
But he was satisfied that he'd done his best.
Moments later he landed.
Due to the lack of height of the leap it was a soft and safe landing.
He was happy with that this was as good as he was capable of.
He now stood still.
Looked around him.
'Nope, I still have NO idea why the DJ keeps asking us to do that'.