elbows are alot luckier than knees

Auspicious it may be.
Call them credulous, yet its nature is still sacred to many
It is awake, sleeping, and dreaming—of course
Uttered before a special recitation, after too
The dirt on the ground, the air we breathe, and sky above
A circle in your hand, a cross in your feet
Migratory in the draft, made stagnant in the bend and bow of ink.

The other fourth-graders tried not to scoff as Vicky rolled down the ramp, her bike alternating quickly between skidding training wheels.