Jumping Fences

Little boy

Little girl

Sat down on

The carpet of

invention

building fences

turning the invisible

into jungle dreams

in the distance.

Little Lion

Little Zebra

On the piggyback

Of dreaming

“Where shall we go?”

“Over fences Little Lion”

“To the Wild little Boy…”

With stripes

from night

into Day

for the season

was ripe

to make

memories.

Zebra then she

called on her

million mile

endurance

Of never forgetting

Of the Roman Circus

Of chariots

to flight

and fun.

Little Lion

Big lion

Big Zebra

Little Zebra

could land us

in Zion

or Zebon

or the jungle 

or the wild...

I didn’t mind

which way

as long as you

might stay

and jump fences

I wished

were never there

at all

in the first 

place.