Emma

See Emma swinging on her new swing set.

She calls out “Look at me” so happily.

No worries does she have in her life yet.

See Emma swinging on her new swing set.

Small legs keep pumping. How high can she get?

If only every child so glad could be.

See Emma swinging on her new swing set.

She calls out “Look at me” so happily.

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Phyllis Babcock

May 14, 2014 at 10:25 PM

A happy child on the swing set. So free and so worry free. Lovely poem Andrea. love phyl

Paul Callus

May 3, 2014 at 8:30 AM

carefree days.....the era of innocence .... much missed in later stages of life. very captivating in all its simplicity. // paul

Isaiah Zerbst

February 17, 2014 at 10:56 AM

Like many of your poems, light-hearted and happy. There is something immensely pleasing and joyous about seeing a child happy and exuberant about life. I believe you have described that excellently. So far as I know, you are the only person that has read and commented on all of my poems. I wish to express my heartfelt gratitude for your unfailing devotion to them, and frequently relating admiration. It means so much to a beginner like me.

Bl Devnath

February 14, 2014 at 10:00 AM

Sweet Emma's childhood life. Innocent having out of all worries swinging on her new swing set. Lovely penned my lovely friend. Loved always, bl

Daver Austin

February 11, 2014 at 10:48 AM

Love Emma. Love, daver

Robert Johnson

February 8, 2014 at 7:17 PM

Sweet little children, making world's their own. Soon enough the day's will come when they will say they're grown. Till those day's it's awfully nice to watch them be a child. Knowing all too well the world ourselve's. and how it has beguiled. Very sweet poem Andrea. Children sure can tug at the heart strings. Peace. :)

Constance La France

February 7, 2014 at 5:45 AM

Hi Andrea, this is a delightful poem, it brought back some lovely memories of my own childhood swinging on the swing in my backyard. Yes, I heard about Linda-Marie from Jack, he sent me an email and I went to your blog, I went to the guest book and left a note for the family. You know I never actually met Linda-Marie but we were on line buddies on poetry soup for years and then nothing, so I am thankful you found out what became of her, it truly shattered my heart, although I suspected something serious had happened. I do not have soup mail by choice. I have been having eye problems again and that is why I have not been around the soup much but things are improving now so hopefully I can get back to posting poems, I have ideas and words swirling in my head. Love Constance

Jack Horne

February 6, 2014 at 8:37 AM

sounds like the perfect life - yes, if only every kid's life was so good, Lovely write, Andrea

Matthew Anish

February 5, 2014 at 5:02 PM

She must be quite the "swinger". Sweet - what do think of my latest? Matthew Anish

Chris Boskovski

February 4, 2014 at 6:48 PM

This is a beautiful poem Andrea great write, so full of imagery! nice write! :) xoxo

Skat A

February 4, 2014 at 6:17 PM

soup mail

Vincent Flannery

February 4, 2014 at 5:59 PM

There is so much joy in children, it is so nice to see it shine, Good luck and take care Andrea.

David Williams

February 4, 2014 at 4:53 PM

Andrea you asked the question on my sonnet and my answer is this, this is the sonnet I entered for Debbies contest and it was rejected, so you will do fine, read my soup to you my friend....step outside and breathe look at the moon, listen to the wind and you will hear me applauding you...David

Kayod5 Kayode

February 4, 2014 at 4:21 PM

I fall for this Andrea,a good one in its class; you may not know now but believe me, you have written a poem that will sooner than later rules in our children's schools and most playing grounds. Kudos Andrea.

Darren Watson

February 4, 2014 at 2:33 PM

Delightful. Reads like a shared memory, Thank you

Painted Hunter

February 4, 2014 at 12:16 PM

Nice and sweet! I'v got some catching up to do...been WAY too busy lately. Later Gator

Tim Smith

February 4, 2014 at 11:55 AM

I can hear my youngest daughter calling now "Daddy come watch me"...In fact she made me watch all the youtube videos from the movie "Frozen" last night....What a nice carefree write....Tim

Russell Sivey

February 4, 2014 at 10:09 AM

I felt as free as this child while I was reading this illustrious write my friend! I surely loved reading this delightful poem this morning! What a grandiose piece, Great Work!!