trampoline;

you are a trampoline

for everyone you love in your life

bouncing high in the air

while you slowly sink in the ground

you are a relic of the home that once was

aged with time and vine while they sip wine as fine divine

but i will save you from the museum

not a treasure to worship

but a dancing queen to worship

a treasure on her own pirate ship

sailing and everything rounding her finger tips-

and will frame that trampoline

every great story has a beginning