Brand new bike, big tall hill,
-Humpty Dumpty comes to mind;
Little boy with hands raised high
His latest adventure to find...

Racing hard on wobbly wheels
I can only hold my breath-
The mailbox at the bottom
Loudly beckons "certain death".

Hear his chilling battle-cry-
He's conquered all his fear
My motherly instinct tells me
To get ready for the tears...

He is peddling just as fast
As his 5 year old legs will take him;
Im cautioning him to slow down
But theres no way to make him

As he whizzes by me grinning
towards his impending trick'
He collides into the mailbox
And knocks him over, but quick-

His bike goes flying one way
as he lies crumpled in a pile
at the bottom of that mailbox
He's up with a victorious smile...

"Did you see that"! he shrieks aloud
His jumps cannot be contained
He has a celebration right there
Til suddenly there is pain.

His knees are skinned and dirty-
His loose tooth has been knocked out
the bike over in the flower bed'
is bent without a doubt.

But he has to be the happiest boy
I think Ive ever seen
Cuz he may be only 5 yrs old
But he's big and tough and mean!!!


Inspired by my son Brandon
8-31-09 TAL

Very touching too me considering mine is 4.Thanks for the nice write

Ohhhhhhhhh I have been there so many years ago
watching all four of mine try to be superwoman or superman.
Lucky I don't have any gray hairs!

Loved the write into your 5 year olds life!

Well I do have gray hairs but Mrs Clairol gives me a hand with that LOL...Having raised two boys and a girl who tried (and succeeded ) to keep up...

Thanks for the compliments Brandon is 18 now but that has to be one of the things that will always stay with me about his daredevil days.
LOL