She Swings Poem by Blake Ruley

She Swings



She sang she swings both night and day.
Still I hear that familiar tune she played.
I've cowered for long and cowered for good.
Yet she sings and swings both night and day.

Monday, June 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is about my bird that I am growing up with, but I like to keep that part out.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 02 June 2014

Very good writing, I like it. thanks.

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