Tire Swing
Swaying in the breeze
Amidst the dancing leaves
A subtle rise and fall
As Mother Nature breathes
Crisp, refreshing air
Twirls and spins her hair
She giggles, up then down
Of time, she’s unaware
A pleasant world, she knows
Joy dwindles as she grows
This moment, all is fair
Her innocence aglow
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