'I Am Flying'



Monkey bars, slippery dip and a couple of swings
Children with happy smiles
The park
As a child I visited many
We grew up without a backyard
Loved a park
Loved a swing even more!
This little girl in a park
So happy
Poppa used to push the swing
My feet unable to touch the ground
I always wanted to go higher
If only my feet could touch the clouds
Bend in your knees, push back
Kick your legs out straight
And fly!
Feel the breeze sweeping my face
Lightly blowing my hair
Not a care in the world
Kick higher!
Leaning back eyes closed
I am flying!
The child within
Still loves a swing