Thursday means time for poetry with Pam and her kitties at Two Spoiled Cats.
This was our photo inspiration:
And here’s my poem:
Adventure Awaits
He’s been a daredevil ever since he was two.
His mom never knew just what he would do.
No mischief now, just adventure and fun;
games in the snow, days in the sun.
He’s traveling the world and living his dream.
For most of us, life’s not that extreme.
It’s hard on his body, but fuel for the brain;
a lifetime of thrills with his share of pain.
So go for the gusto, and go for the gold.
You’ll have these memories as you grow old.
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 
You described the person in the photo well – one who likes to live on the edge!
Actually the guy in the photo is “over the edge” but I’m sure as you said in your poem, he’s used to pushing the limits in everything he (or SHE!) does. It made me a little dizzy just to look at the photo…..I enjoyed skiing but not THIS kind of skiing.
Pam
they definitely look to be the daredevil type – and they usually get started early on ( 2 yrs ) ; )
A lot of courage in that ‘flyer’. Great poem for a great adventure.
I must I am not a daredevil type either. I would much rater read your great poems about.
I must say I am not a daredevil type either. I would much rather read your great poems about them.
I must say I am not a daredevil type either. I would much rather read your great poems about them. Sorry for the first comment.
What a beautiful poem…I am not a daredevil. I would not even walk across the Mile HIgh swinging bridge at Grandfather mountain.
Hugs Cecilia