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swing away
November 10, 2016
Remeber me?
Remeber when my rope wasn't torn
Remember when my wooden seat wasn't worn
you said you would come everyday
now my memory fades away
We had so many adventures
with pirates and fairies
and even a toadstool wizard named Larry
you jumped and wiggled
and even fell down
You laughed until you couldn't make a sound
I'm lucky to see you
once or twice a year
when you bring your kid down
and fill her with cheer
I watched you grow up
and it pains me to say
that old pirate ship
has already sailed away
© Tabitha H., DeKalb, IL
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This piece is about the viewpoint of an old abandoned swing, that reflects on the time it had with a child. This is a reality for most toys and other objects that have been left behind. They feel like they are forgotten.