A Swing Poem by Catherine Yen

A Swing



You opened the door toward the garden
Grinned to me and called
'Have the lunch! '
I looked at your pink
Smiling face in happiness
Eyes were full of love
Like the light flying to me
Dissolved a heap of sweetness
Dangling high on the Wisteria
Swayed gently like a swing

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Catherine Yen

Catherine Yen

Tainan, Taiwan
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