The Swing Poem by Saint Cynosure

The Swing

Rating: 4.5


I'm back and forth,
I'm up and down.
You wind me up,
I spin around.
I babysit,
the very young.
To most the kids,
I'm so much fun.
I'm at the school,
I'm in the yard.
I reach new heights,
when pushed real hard.
So take a sit,
and hold on tight.
Legs in,
legs out.
Lets swing all night

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Terry Craddock 27 June 2016

wonderfully conceived and written, 'The Swing' invokes early childhood memories, lost in the joy of motion moments

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