Falling Up

Falling Up by Shel Silverstein
Falling Up
Falling Up I tripped on my shoelace And I fell up— Up to the roof tops, Up over the town, Up past the tree tops, Up over the mountains, Up where the colors Blend into the sounds. But it got me so dizzy When I looked around, I got sick to my stomach And I threw down.
Poet: Shel Silverstein
Source: @Poeticous
Books: @AbeBooks

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