Love is a Jump Down a Grassy Hill
 
Love is leap down a grassy hill
It can be exhilirating, frustrating but never against your will.
Sometimes we twist an ankle or arm …for love does not guarantee against any harm.

Even when we are hurt we still look at the top
Temporarily doubting that we give it another shot.
You have to want to continue with the random tumble of love,
Because no one will ever give you a shove.

The simplicity of the hill and the feelings that abound
Cannot compare with anything man made or found.
May you perservere with that jump down the hill of clover
Nursing the ankle, which in term will recover.



                                 "Scooter"