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Jumping Rope

by Pauline Clarke

I’m jumping,
I’m hopping,
I’m skipping my rope,
As it lifts and
it turns and
it falls.
It starts out behind me,
and ends up below me,
but right at the top
it…………………stalls.
I’m thinking,
while hopping,
and skipping my rope,
that it waits
as it’s coming
around,
So I can be ready,
To hold myself steady,
As both of my feet
leave the ground.

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Peter Bryenton October 7, 2009 at 2:02 pm

I know that secret path, Pauline.

In Tewkesbury (UK) a jumping rope is a skipping rope.

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