Trampoline

There is a trampoline in Ohio that knows my feet better than my shoes do

It stood idly by in that big yard and watched me grow up

At ten I sat on it and cried

But at eleven I lied on it and gazed at the stars in July

It heard all of mine and my friend’s good jokes

It heard are secrets that we vowed to take to the grave

It heard our hopes and what we planned for our future to be like

It was my friend before my car

It launched me into the air before I knew how to stick the landing

But it held me and picked me back up

It knew my pale skin and every hair on my head

It knew my birthday, favorite song, and what I wanted to do with my life

It knew the sadness and the joy

It saw the laughs

And the weeps

It never questioned my departure

And it always had its arms open for when I decided to come back

It's bars never ceased to hold me

And without a net I was unstoppable

It held as a home for dead leaves in the fall, snow in the winter, helicopters in the spring, and me in the summer

It moved slightly to the left after a storm in August

But it didn't change it's possition

That trampoline saw me grow up

It watched my friends and I like a silent guardian

It had a few holes here and there

But it never broke

It launched me into the air even after I learned how to stick the landing