Mitch White Poet Verse

Tree Swing

Swing, swing, swing your feet
Then you point your toes
Lean, lean, lean on back
Pull your legs in close

Hold, hold, hold on tight
Tightly to the rope
Grip, grip, grip it right
Never let it go

Spin, spin, spin around
Pull your feet back in
Slow, slow, slow it down
Point your toes again

Smile, smile, smile real wide
Swinging on your swing
Laugh, laugh, laugh inside
Life is but a dream

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Laura Spears April 18, 2010 at 2:32 PM Wonderful poem that captures the essence of swinging and enjoying gliding through the air. Happy writing!

James Fraser April 7, 2010 at 2:19 PM Tree swings are good fun. In Inverness where i stay we had two which were pretty dangerous, but we never knew danger being so young, only fun >> nice poem >> James

Robert A. Dufresne April 5, 2010 at 2:10 PM very enjoyable simple happy life poem, Mitch. I enjoy your writes my friend and thanks for the comments......... wore out three of em eh? I can see it... "Mitch Big Wheels White" !

Kabuteng P.Ink K. April 5, 2010 at 11:49 AM enjoyed the repeating lines in this, made it seem so carefree, really fun read! thanks for all your comments :)

Marty Owens April 3, 2010 at 9:43 PM Wonderful...I love to swing myself and presume you do too!!! lol Enjoyed...Marty

Charles Henderson April 1, 2010 at 6:16 PM I double like this Mitch. Appreciate your support of my poems. Thanks, Charles

Charmaine Chircop April 1, 2010 at 2:13 PM Im smiling ,swinging,nd laughing too..tnks for this great poetry..a taste of good mood..Charma:)

Carol Sunshine Brown April 1, 2010 at 10:06 AM Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today Mitch. Love, Carol

Courtney Hallett April 1, 2010 at 7:59 AM Lol.I love to swing! I was just swinging yesterday! I had to show my older brother and his friend how to spin faster! I had my brother spin me and he didn't get out of the way fast enough and I broke his arm.

Brian Strand April 1, 2010 at 12:39 AM You have captured this so well Mitch.Easter greetings& thank you for your welcome comments today.Rgds Brian

Skat A March 31, 2010 at 7:26 PM Very clever . U got the whole weeee on the swing feel . Enjoyed like a push into fresh air . Irma

Destiny Budd March 31, 2010 at 5:59 PM I absolutely love this! Very captivating! Makes me want to find some swings!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 31, 2010 at 4:33 PM Swings were my favorite ride in the playground of yesterday .. and even today down the beach I willl give myself a ride and still look for someone to give me a push to higher and higher to try to touch the sky.. great fun and light hearted write Mitch.. so enjoyed..luv.. "Sweetheart"

Andrea Dietrich March 31, 2010 at 3:24 PM LOve it, MItch! This makes me think of my silly grandson. He is such an uncoordinated child. I would keep urging him, "feet BACK, now legs FORWARD" and he just wouldn't get it. And now he's 7 and I STILL don't think he swings. Good grief. haha. LUv, andrea

Carolyn Devonshire March 31, 2010 at 1:08 PM In the carefree days of childhood that your poem recalls in such a delightful manner, life seemed to be perfect. Don't you wish we could see the world again through a child's eyes? Very nice writing, Mitch. Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A March 31, 2010 at 12:49 PM Very cool. I like them swinging days. Wait! I still enjoy a swing every noe and then, because life is but a dream. Explained it well.