U is for Upside Down


Sorry that my face is so red but that's what happens 
when you stand on your head!

Remember standing on your head as a child
Back when we were so crazy and wild?
Upside down is such a funny view
The world looks so strange to you,

What if everything was upside down?
Would my smile become a frown?
Would I always bump my head
Every time I got out of bed?

It would be hard to try and dress
My outfits would be such a mess,
Eating food would be so hard
I’d have to eat out in the yard,

Being upside down is great fun for a while
But being right side up is more my style!

Comments

  1. RajlakshmiApril 24, 2014 at 6:56 AM

    I used to hang upside down from bars... that was fun :)
    // What if everything was upside down?
    Would my smile become a frown?
    Would I always bump my head
    Every time I got out of bed?// hahaha that is so sweet :D I love these lines :D

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    1. UnknownApril 26, 2014 at 12:01 PM

      Thanks, Rajlakshmi. Appreciate the encouragement.

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  2. SunilaApril 24, 2014 at 9:46 AM

    Cute and a fun poem Cat :) I would hang from parallel bars and swing myself just with the support of my legs and once fell and bumped my head real hard, ur poem brought back that memory from my late teen years.

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    1. UnknownApril 26, 2014 at 12:00 PM

      Ouch! Sounds painful falling on your head, Sunila. Thanks for commenting.

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  3. Loni TownsendApril 24, 2014 at 11:56 AM

    What about those people on the other side of the world from us? Aren't they upside down? Wait, does that mean I'm upside down? What if we are all upside down?!?!

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    1. UnknownApril 26, 2014 at 12:00 PM

      I always tease my Australian friends about being upside down but then they probably think the same about me. Hehe!

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  4. UnknownApril 25, 2014 at 11:47 AM

    But how much fun would it be to see what only bugs could see. Ceiling to floor, who could want more than to see it all differently?!

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    1. UnknownApril 26, 2014 at 11:59 AM

      It would be fun for a while but not for too long, I think.

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  5. Debbie D. April 26, 2014 at 8:08 AM

    Love your poems Cathy! :) I used to do hand stands, head stands and cartwheels as a kid. Wouldn't even think about attempting those now. LOL

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    1. UnknownApril 26, 2014 at 11:58 AM

      Me, too, Debbie. I was much more agile than I am now. And back then I didn't think I was agile. I didn't think I was slim either but I wouldn't mind that body back! hehe!

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  6. Shailaja VApril 27, 2014 at 11:38 PM

    Ooh, I never could manage the upside down pose for too long. Always made the blood rush to my head and made me feel queer. Adorable verse :)

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  7. AnonymousApril 30, 2014 at 4:07 PM

    Love the poem, Cathy. As a child, I often wished that I could walk on the celing like a spider. All I managed was to hang upside down from parallel bars. :) On my yoga wish list is a hand stand in 2014.

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  8. Battered HopeMay 5, 2014 at 4:29 PM

    I have nominated you for the Liebster Award and would be honored if you accepted it -- the link is here:

    http://batteredhope.blogspot.ca/2014/05/i-am-honored-to-be-awarded-liebster.html#.U2gZ6NEU99A

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