swing still swaying <br />the way it did when i was a kid <br />riding it high <br />reaching the skies <br />pretending i could fly <br />now its empty <br />swaying slowly <br />a ghost from the past <br />the soft wind blowing <br />no more being carefree <br />nothing left to reach for <br />memories fading <br />floating quietly by<br /><br />Silentpoet Grl<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/swing-still-swaying/
