The Rope Swing

The Rope Swing

By Elton Camp

Swings were a kid’s favorite place
Feeling so free with air in the face

Back and forth, higher each time
A joy so simple that it’s sublime

Not too high the adults would say
Because you can get hurt that way

It was true if a rope should break
A very nasty fall a child could take

The tiny risk was well justified
For the enjoyment it did provide

It’s decades since I’ve used a swing
I’d like to feel again what it does bring

I may risk someone laughing at me
As I go back and forth with glee

“Look at that childish old man”
I’m going to try it if ever I can!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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