Swing to Wings

The sun kissed her cheeks
and danced in her eyes
Pulling the swing ropes
With hopes she would fly

Disappointed she jumped
High up in the air
Landing on her feet
Like a cat you’d swear

She built wings to wear
To jump off the swing
She gained a few feet
I heard her heart sing

Β© 2012 Michael Yost 1/6

http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/

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17 responses to “Swing to Wings

  1. Wonderful imagery. Takes me back to childhood when the object of swinging *was* to fly! You’ve captured it exactly. πŸ™‚

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  2. what a vivid imagery with the sun, the cat alike her, mmm

    a cool read, fun for kids indeed.

    πŸ™‚

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  3. how many kids wish they had wigs so they could jump off the swing when it’s at it’s apex?
    bumble bee

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  4. Wnderful write! Brought back memories of “bailing out” of the swings!

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/01/08/billy-bully-bull/

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  5. That is a good way to fly and sing πŸ˜‰

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  6. Ah, lovely poem πŸ™‚

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  7. Lovely write πŸ™‚

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  8. Every kid wishes they could fly…if even a foot or two. Just darling.

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  9. this is so pretty, joyful, fun, free great job on this gooseberry entry boo! πŸ™‚
    thanks!

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