New World
Upside-down trees swingin' free,
Busses float and buildings dangle:
Now and then it’s nice to see
The world– – from a different angle.
The Reflection Poem
Each time I see the Upside-Down Man
Standing in the water,
I look at him and start to laugh,
Although I shouldn't oughtter.
For maybe in another world
Another time
Another town,
Maybe HE is right side up
And I am upside down. ~ by Shel Silverstein, (1930-1999)
Upside-down trees swingin' free,
Busses float and buildings dangle:
Now and then it’s nice to see
The world– – from a different angle.
Reflection in puddle in Zion National Park, Utah. Photo by Caroline Carson |
Each time I see the Upside-Down Man
Standing in the water,
I look at him and start to laugh,
Although I shouldn't oughtter.
For maybe in another world
Another time
Another town,
Maybe HE is right side up
And I am upside down. ~ by Shel Silverstein, (1930-1999)
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