overjoyed to be swinging
The swinging ghost was giggling into the wind
October magic gave her a heart leap and grin.
This is the coolest air, and the best weather!
Overjoyed to be swinging; her name was Heather.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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