Swing Me Home
Clouds and trees
Animals and the bees
High up in the air
Swinging so freely
I see it all
The landscapes
The moon and stars
Are all surrounding me
Legs dangling mid air
Breeze blowing
Hair flowing
My hearts a singing with flair
All while I’m swinging mid air
I’m swinging high in the sky
Close to the stars
But not quite there
The smile on my face
I cannot contain
Why would I anyways
It’s my happy place
It feels like home
And it’s swinging me closer
To the moon and stars above
To the very places I love.
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