swing still swaying
the way it did when i was a kid
riding it high
reaching the skies
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Ethereal in feel. The cruel nudge of nostalgia. Short but not sweet...touching memories of many i think. Well done sp
Inocence removed, and memories are the food of life. Loved this one!
Reminds me of the swinging swing in our yard that I put up for my neice KK... Great Poem my friend!
This is so true...so many memories...its sad that we grow up to only remember what we had...smiles bravo bravo...love this poem
This poem is truly phenomenal, Your words tantalize the minds whom read it, with imageries so divine, truly a spectacular write.
Good poem about memories of the past. Sometimes the past can create good poems. Thank you for your comment on my poems.
this is my favorite of yours i think