Swing Swing
Back and forth ,
The swing goes,
Elated she feels,
Baby hold still,
Rolling up
The air she goes,
Dangling in space,
Throws all their shades,
Forgets all her worries,
Back down,
Her smile broadens,
Aren't we all clowns?
Gift us masters of crowns
Swing !Swing!Swing!
- Author: Jepchumba (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 19th, 2022 14:52
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
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