the boy
who will not climb ladders
or go down slides
taller than his mother
opens his eyes, finally
at the top of the Ferris wheel
says hello, clouds
& points to the crowd
snaking lines for other rides
and shouts hello, ants
giddy with how sometimes
we can be carried
higher than fear, past it
to loop inside adrenalin
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Nicely written as always Susan
Thank you, Dewey. He was glowing and so proud of himself 🙂
*shivers!*
🙂 so proud of the little guy!
Goosebumps ! Thank you dear! Deb
Thanks! He got a high-five at the top of the wheel 😉
fly high and then swoop
watch the sky rise, soar and
drop as we curve up !
There you go again! Nicely said–you must have spent a little time skimming under & through those clouds yourself lately 🙂
Ncely written, as always
Thanks, Celestine–it was a joy to watch my little guy loop past his fear 🙂