I Thought I Would Fall

It was the perfect day

The sky was cloudless and the birds were at play

High winds were heard as they rustled the trees

Outside was a paradise of butterflies and bees

Used aunties best and got on my way

Grass had died in the path which expose dirt and clay

Hardly noticed how the time flew

There was the distraction of the precious, topographic view

I gazed at shrubbery, I gazed at the hills

With childlike ambulation I had five spills

On my butt I landed but I only smiled

Unable to cry when I was having such fun in the wild

Lots of precious moments penetrated the day

Didn’t stop to wonder what others might say

Forgot all my troubles and enjoyed my trip

And never once thought of the bruise on my hip

Love for nature and hiking transcended it all

Ledges were slippery and always I Thought I Would Fall