Juggling Poems

Trying to Juggle

I am grateful after all,
for the way you turned my eyes around
and spun me in a circle,
I had not thought of the air there
before you windmilled it into shape.
I stretch out my long fingers
to catch two tennis balls,
and feel a tiny bit of your power.

I have it even now.

......

Trying to Juggle

I am grateful after all,
for the way you turned my eyes around
and spun me in a circle,
I had not thought of the air there
before you windmilled it into shape.
I stretch out my long fingers
to catch two tennis balls,
and feel a tiny bit of your power.

I have it even now.

......

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  Margaret Hitch (1 poems about Juggling)
  Michigan