Trampoline

Oh Trampoline, those times I spent laying in the center of it at my happiest with a hard back book on my chest Never really jumped a lot relaxed on it and watched it rot so greatful I had my time with you that Trampoline I once knew we were so young I felt like a winner too much spare time but still late for dinner Saturday mornings sunshines staring at the shadows it left behind branches, leaves, on the trees dance and taunt me wish I was just like them always free with no condemn imaging myself as nothing then breathing in and holding we were so young I felt like a winner too much spare time but still late for dinner you gave the best holds the best advice and best bolds always out my old window that this new home sadly resembles