Stairs are scary,
Steep and long,
I treat them with respect.
Holding the rail,
I go down slow.
I don’t play games
 I don’t make jokes
Until I reach the bottom.

Stairs to me are not a joke
I do not play or gaggle;
But once my feet do touch the ground,
I smile and throw my hands up.

I held the railing!
I made it down!
I’ll never let it go!

As I go down, I let go once
The stairs are not a joooooooooooooooo—!