Swinging Sisters Poem by Jeannette Heywood

Swinging Sisters

Girls laughing, swinging high.
Gulls soaring in the sky.

"You're gonna reach the moon! "
I shout.
Pushing sisters in and out.

"Again! Again! " the little one begs.
The elder goes solo with stronger legs.

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