A Row of Swings

Yet another dismal day, there are no children here to play; Are they at home is it a holiday; No children laughing, playing s winging; And on the swings no one there, they're empty; No swinging, just a row of swings unoccupied; No one running, no one on the slides; The basketball court is empty; No one is jumping rope; All the ponies are still; I wonder are the kids at home; I see a row full of swings not moving; I 'm used to a playground full of children playing; But alas I transgress; Now even the wind is moving the swings; It's clear ever so Nobody here; Just a row of swings 11/01/17