Floating
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September- 22.2023
Fading, Floating, Fluttering Words Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France
"We have no wings, yet we can float in the blue either on a swing or on imginary wings sensing the undulations of air"~ By Poet
With the peak of spring in the month of May
In the early hours of a pleasantly sunlit day
Two kids merrily sat cuddled on a swing,
Feeling as though they were buoyant on wing.
Floating in the air, they began to sing.
Their sweet lay breaking the silence with its ring
They kicked the air with their legs in rising delight
And felt like thistle downs ever so light.
Going up and coming down on the swing was fun
They closed their eyes on being face to face with the sun
They felt the swish and sway of the tranquilizing air,
And knew the light tug of breeze on their hair
As the air got caught in the frills of their frock
Their eyes gleamed bright in delightful spark
They imagined themselves to be astronauts in space
And an ebullient excitement lit up their face
From a raised angle, they saw the Earth in green folds lie
They watched the surrounding hills standing awfully high
They saw a small stream flowing as a slow moving train
And the trees lined up on its banks in unbroken chain
Longingly I watched these children free of all worry and pain
Also their aerial feats not tainted by any melancholy stain
How I miss these childhood days of innocent fun
And my thoughts float to those times when my days to sunset quickly run
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2023
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