The Jumping House

Oh, the jumping house, how it beckons me,

With its bright colors and bouncy spree.

I climb the ladder, my heart beating fast,

And enter a world where fun is vast.

The air is filled with laughter and cheer,

As children jump and play without fear.

Bouncing high, then landing low,

With every leap, a new joy to know.

In this world, I am weightless and free,

A place where I can truly be me.

I jump with glee, my worries gone,

As I fly through the air like a swan.

The jumping house is a place of delight,

Where all my troubles take flight.

And as I leave, I feel renewed,

My spirit lifted, my heart imbued.

Oh, the jumping house, how it sets me free,

With its boundless energy and childish glee.

It's a world of magic, a place to roam,

And I'll be back again to call it my home.