Jacob is Three

It was windy today

And so was Jacob

As the earth offered up her energy

In mighty gusts, Jacob grabbed hold for the ride,

And with both hands he held tight and flew

He flew higher than any of us remember how.

He rode the wind and

When his feet touched the ground

With the swiftness of the birds in flight

They would glide with freedom through his sky.

Jacob loves the energy of the earth.

He drinks it in.

As it refills the center of his being

With strength

and with happiness,

With the child's play that is his work.

There in Zeus park,

He crossed the moot with his band of merry men,

he slain the dragon,

He rescued the princess,

He captured the flag,

He rode the magic carpet

And the wings of his bike

Carried him to places

We can only try to remember from our childhood.

If you want to go there,

To that special place of Innocence,

Then, Follow Jacob,

He knows the path.

There is no windy day wasted on Jacob.

There is nothing the earth has to offer that is wasted on Jacob.

It was windy today, and so was Jacob.

~~Miss Roxie

(Jacob's Aunt Sasha)