I sometimes wish I were something else, something wonderful, magical or . . . huge.
Sometimes I wish I were a giant,
I would help people get their cats and kites out of trees.
Or I could make a swimming hole for the local kids, I would run, then jump as high as I could go. When I landed I would make a nice shallow pool for them to enjoy on a hot day.
In the fall I would blow all the leaves into a huge pile, and the neighborhood kids would get to jump in the most epic leaf pile ever.
I love looking at the stars, so I would hike to the tops of the mountains and sit up where the skies are the clearest. Then I would move the stars around and create new constellations for all of my friends.
When I grew up I would backpack the world; which I could do in about a day because I would take steps so huge that I could cover more ground.
Yeah, life would be pretty sweet if I was a giant.
But I might miss sleeping in my comfy bed at night.
Playing hide and seek would definitely not be as much fun as a giant though, and it’s my favorite game.
Plus, I would need to eat about a million pounds of food a day, and I would probably be hungry all the time.
So, . . . maybe being a giant isn’t such a great idea.
BUT, what I’ve really always wanted to do is FLY! ! !
Thanks to The Bensons, Cooks, and Toblers for the inspiration.