Spirit Leaf - The Swing Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Spirit Leaf - The Swing

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Up and down the children cry.
Each wait their turn to be.
Children think on days like this.
They all learn how to fly.

And teachers are what teacher's
always are and claim to be.
Flowers, birds and yellow bumblebees.
When upon this swing they fly and sing.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Savita Tyagi 15 July 2013

What a coincident to have two poems on Swing. Thrills of childhood came back!

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Dave Walker 15 July 2013

A great flowing poem, like it.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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