And I swing
And I swing
And I swing
Back and forth;
To my hearts delight.
And I swing
Back,
All the way to a time forgotten
And forth,
To a time not yet experienced
And so life goes,
Like as swing.
Thinking of the past
And the future
For not too long
Before returning to the middle,
The present,
The not so fun part
Where you are dizzy from the hight you have swung
And yet excited for the next time you will reach the top.
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PoetryA mix of poetry, short stories and things that actually happened that I hope will make some people experience things that they normally would not. I want to make people see the world how I see it. Where colour is sound and a painting becomes life.
