I'm in the branches as they No longer look up, heads always Looking at the floor looking Downcast Heavyhearted Gloomy At what you see everyday You look down never up, The children always look upwards See me smiling, I give a little wave And a wink, And I'm off up the tree with in a blink Trees are my freedom There my playground between Sky Air & Land "I am an acrobat, a flier" I'm free as a bird but with out the wings, If the elders looked up the things That they would see, The sky is imagination, "It will set you free" But it is only the young Who above do look, as there imagination Lets them see what they want to see And what they glance at is me..