This was the way bodies were meant to behave (poetry)

Run and run then

                                            Jump

Up up and 

                                             Almost

           Almost

But not quite

                                                    Away

Across the yard, the street, the park, the city

the whole wide world 

Oh to be nine 

The world so huge yet

Still reachable

^{thanks to Jane/s.a.b./ for the title}