Swings Of Life Poem by Valsa George

Swings Of Life

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With the peak of spring in the month of May,
In the early hours of a pleasantly sunlit day,
Two kids sat cuddled on a swing,
Feeling as though they were taking on wing.

Swinging in the air, they began to sing;
Their sweet lay breaking the silence with its ring.
They kicked their legs in rising delight
And felt like thistledowns ever so light.

Going up and coming down was fun.
They closed the eyes when face to face with the sun.
They felt the swish and sway of the buoyant air,
And knew the light tug of breeze on their hair.

As the air got caught in the frills of their frock,
Their eyes gleamed bright in delightful spark.
They imagined, they are astronauts in space,
And an ebullient excitement lit up their face.

From a raised angle, they saw the Earth in green folds lie.
They watched the surrounding hills standing awfully high.
They saw a small stream flowing as a slow moving train,
And the trees lined up on its banks in unbroken chain.

Longingly I watched these children free of all worry and pain
Also their aerial feats not tainted by any melancholy stain
How I miss these childhood days of innocent fun,
As my hours, towards the sunset quickly run!

Swings Of Life
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by Robert Louis Stevenson's poem - The Swing!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 21 August 2013

Sweet memories of childhood Valsa, beautifully written.

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David Wood 20 August 2013

The years of innocence when children can play happily. A lovely poem.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 19 August 2013

Children they are not priest but keepeth God on the lap and they always try to mingle with the nature they are the great priest.....nice poem

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Sekharan Pookkat 19 August 2013

Back to my childhood days and remembered my friends too- well done

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Heather Wilkins 19 August 2013

the swing of life goes up and down sometimes it throws us out. a good write

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Akhtar Jawad 30 October 2014

It's always wonderful to write a poem on kids, and if a poetess like Valsa writes it, not only Valsa all the readers go back in their care free childhood............10

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Om Chawla 28 August 2013

What a lovely remembrance of childhood days. We cannot relive our past though Diane Hine seems to be somewhat lucky.

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Hazel Durham 23 August 2013

The delightful and pure innocence of children at play in their imaginary world without a care in the world. We the onlookers wish we could go back to those carefree days! Superb write!

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Dee Corpolongo 22 August 2013

This poem is so beautifully described, and brought back the moments of many years ago, feeling that air brush at my face, remembering times of a happier place, when life was so much easier then. Thank you for such a momentary feeling enjoyed with a smile! This is an amazing write of pure delight!

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Savita Tyagi 21 August 2013

Lovely poem. Brought back all the memories of childhood. Savan ke Jhoole and barish ki phuhar!

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