I have seen many winters and many springs
But my mind is not clear on anything
This spring I saw a beauty by a swing
There are no words to match the feeling
She is blue bird flying in a different sky
Her every pic hits bull’s eye
Her smile opens my mind’s eye
I will disguise as wind and push her swing
When she stands by flower
My heart pumps nuclear power
My mind fails to balance that power
In happiness, I sing and want to touch her swing
I like the way she moves her eyes and lips
Style oozes from her fingertips
I do not want to come out of her grips
From winter to spring, I like to see her on the swing
I want to watch her daily and let my years fly
If I am lucky I will travel with her to New York and Shanghai
In the plane of every Airline, we will fly
And watch that magical swing from the sky
My road may be hard and long
To me, she may not entirely belong
But I will admire her lifelong
One day in her swing, she will reminisce my song
Lucky are those who watch her sleep
I am happy to listen to her thoughts always so deep
Many consider my admiration for her grossly cheap
But I naturally feel the joy when her swing leap
A goddess by the swing
All the memory she bring
No pain can ever sting
Her beauty gives a new dimension even to lifeless swing
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Author:
Pope (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
My heart goes back and forth, a beautiful picture. Very nice .
Thanks for kind words Desertwind
Life is all about naturally feeling the joy!!
You are always very generous with words to me
How beautifully written! To defy gravity, if only for a second, and savor the weightlessness, she is captured in that moment.
Thanks a lot Bella for kind words
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