Jooles

Hazelhead


Notice of absence from Jooles
I disappear for months on end......just my life but I always come back!

There use to be a swing park

There use to be six swings

It's where I spent my childhood

That place was everything 

 

I use to be a rocket

And swing right into space

I use to be a comet

Who never fell from grace

 

My friends and I would laugh

Oh we'd have such fun

Swinging in the sunshine

We'd dread that night would come

 

Who could swing the highest

And leap to certain doom

Who would be the bravest

Zoom up to the moon

 

Who would be the champion

Who would win the swing

Who would carry on

Conquer everything

 

But night time always came

We all would hear a shout

Our parents calling us home

Back tomorrow with no doubt

Comments5

  • Michael Edwards

    Really flows such good meter.

    • Jooles

      Thank you

    • Phoenix8523

      Delightfully written! -- phoenix

      • Jooles

        Thank you

      • WriteBeLight

        Pleasant memories well written๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜€

        • Jooles

          Thank you

        • BRIAN & ANGELA

          Thanks for sharing JOOLES ~ very nostalgic ~ memories of a Swinging Childhood ! Yours BRIAN

          • Jooles

            Thank you

          • Christina8

            Very well written! Wonderful memories of childhood. Thanks for sharing!

            • Jooles

              Thank you for your comment ๐Ÿ˜Š



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