When I go rolling on my skateboard, <br />I feel the wind blow on my face. <br />My body glides along in freedom, <br />And then my foot keeps up the pace. <br /> <br />I must lean just right to make the curve, <br />Then get my balance back on track. <br />I look for the chance to do a trick, <br />I start the move....no turning back. <br /> <br />I catch the air and do a kick-flip, <br />The board goes round and meets my feet. <br />I get anxious as I start a trick, <br />But glad its ended safe and neat. <br /> <br />My board becomes part of my body, <br />I cannot be whole without it. <br />What if it breaks and leaves me stranded? <br />How can I get there? ........I'll just sit! !<br /><br />Pene Burkey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/skateboarding/
