Poet's Corner: The Yoga In Me
The Yoga In Me
Downward Dog stretches my spine
In Mountain pose, I'm in a straight line.
In Triangle pose I can count the shapes.
Balancing in Tree pose, I think of grapes. In Candle pose, my feet are up high.
When I jump in Frog pose, I can catch a fly! When I'm tired, I rest in Child's pose
I breathe in and out through my nose. Cat or Cow, Flower or Star,
Yoga is fun, no matter who you are!
By Layla Moon Blatt Age 10
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