We are like children in the playground.
Up and down we go on the see-saw.
It’s a bit shaky and I don’t always get to bounce as high. It’s already a difficult
task to stay balanced with you on the other end.
It shouldn’t be this hard, should it?
Maybe I just have a sensitive tailbone.
Maybe I just want to get off and leave, but I don’t want you to hit the ground hard.
I’m pretty sure you’re going to be whisked away by another friend though – that one with the silky hair, who wants you to push her on the swings, making her laughter fly high into the sunset.
Until then, I’ll just brace myself for the fall, although I know my tailbone won’t be the only thing hurting when that happens.