Swinging on my swing <br />Not thinking about anything <br />Kick my feet high in the air <br />Feeling fine not a care <br /> <br />The breeze in my hair <br />Sun on my freckled face <br />Leaves almost touching my toes <br />What a wonderful place <br /> <br />The solitude of my swaying swing <br />Means more to me than anything <br />I could sit here all day long <br />And just swing and swing and swing<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-swing/
