Angel In the Swing

Taking a lonely walk I rember the day when I did this walk with you as if it were yesterday. We were knee high kids in that day as we held hands along the walk heading down to the park. You had me push the swing higher in that warm summer breeze and your golden hair glimmered in the rays of the sun. For many years we did this in youth even the day we married we stopped to swing high. Three years ago your swing went empty but I still come to remember our days so high. I know you still there in that swing even though the cancer took you away because I here your voice on the wind saying higher yet higher.