Thump-thump, thump-thump bare feet hitting the grass as I run run run in the air and like the air weaving through the trees skimming over the ground touching down thump-thump, thump-thump here and there there and here in the soft damp grass thump-thump, thump-thump knowing I could fly fly fly but letting my feet thump-thump, thump-thump touch the earth at least for now. . .
From Heartbeat by Sharon Creech. Copyright © 2004 by Sharon Creech. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers. No part of this book may be used or repoduced without written permission from HarperCollins Publishers, 1350 Avenue of the Americas, New York, NY 10019. All rights reserved.