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The Heart of the Swing

***PROMPT 6b*** THE TALE OF THE HEART'S SWING You see this ole swing young man well your grandpa here made it by hand. Yes sirree I sure did boy this here ole swing is not a toy. Dang I even cut down the very own tree to make this swing for grandma and me. I put in these curves and little things I had to have the most perfect swing. Well I worked day after day carving and a cuttin no time for play. When I got er done me and her had a little conversation in the end of it I told her she was a sensation. I polished her up til she shone like gold what I was doing no one knowed. This was back in nineteen and forty one that was the good old days son. I made this here sturdy ole pine swing for your grandma to make her sing. See I gave it to her when I made her my wife and we have enjoyed it in our happy life. Now listen here close boy I am givin this here swing to you for I have something that I gotta go do. Seems grandma is waitin at the Lords door for me together again the two of us will be. Now don't cry be a man,and take good care of this ole swing lotsa life in her yet,take her and give her to your wife and make her sing. Whatever you do in this world all I ask is for you to pass her on down when you go this here ole swing is worth more than all of any mans gold. I'll be a watchin you from up there in the clouds so come now boy and always know you make your grandpa proud. Yeah this ole swing could tell you some stories time for me to go now remember I always loved ya boy. Debbie Wagoner 2/26/12

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