To Climb a Tree

A better look at the sky I’d like to see

So I’ve decided to climb a tree

And I’ve decided not to stop

Not to stop until the very top

So I shimmy up a trunk so wide

That inside a bear could surely hide

And grab the first branch that I see

The lowest branch on this tree

I pull myself up to the second one

Now I’m getting closer to the sun

And like climbing a ladder, up I go

Oh looky there! There’s a crow

Branch after branch, I hold on tight

So that’s what happened to my old kite

Holy cow! Now am I up high

Higher than some birds might even fly

Two more branches and I’m almost there

Almost there, so high up in the air

I can see the world so very clear

And my house is tiny from way up here

That’s the dinner bell! I can hear the sound

Now how will I ever get back down?