The Swing
I love to swing up to the sky
To feel so light
To be up so high
To feel the breeze blow across my face
And
To feel like a kid again as the years pass me by
A reminder of youth
Feeling so free
That is what a swing means to me.
Copyright © Dina Scalia | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment