The Air Mattress
©1992 Susan Noyes Anderson, Clubhouse
One time the wind was very strong.
It blew and blew like crazy.
So I just let myself go limp,
like when I’m feeling lazy.
And can you guess what happened?
It held me up so neat!
Like I was laying on my bed
while standing on my feet!
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Tags: breezy days, children, humor, wind
Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.