Holiday Memories
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I’d swing so high that I thought I could fly,
playing outdoors in the sun’s golden rays -
fond memories bring a tear to my eye,
as I recall my happy childhood days .
Playing outdoors in the sun’s golden rays
my children sit on that very same swing,
as I recall my happy childhood days
on holiday in the last weeks of spring.
My children sit on that very same swing,
I’d helped assemble the swing in a tree -
on holiday in the last weeks of spring,
I would beg grandpa if he could push me.
I’d helped assemble the swing in a tree-
fond memories bring a tear to my eye,
I would beg grandpa if he could push me
I’d swing so high that I thought I could fly!
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06/28/20
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